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< Sergei Anchutkin



No sarcasm thinner addition,
What is clear only to you.
With a hand grenade,
Under green, spotted and skinny
Belly
soldier Explosions, not amazing - but him
- Anyone ...

No mockery pleasant,
Barbs sweeter,
The one that invented
For himself ...
She corkscrew - you see !? Corkscrew!
It is screwed into the top flap of my heart,
And it is absolutely and unequivocally
It is impossible anywhere
escape ...

Sometimes, I
me so little ...
Sweetheart, if you only knew
What a thrill - to drive needles under his fingernails
Looking into your eyes and knowing funny,
What they do not see -
Anyway, look at me
Not seriously,
Playing ...

And laugh -
so brazenly and disgusting ...
You see my smile on the face tricky?
It is my inner devil laughs,
Watching my God-Father peel Christ cheeks,
Leaving his lessons at the tender, as the Air * s,
Skin

If you think about it - I am also the Creator,
Though very eccentric ...
Fifteen seconds to create a complete hell -
This, perhaps, did no Brahma or Jehovah
And unless so unloved public
But such a close inside
Sade ...

And in fact?
In fact - I * en tries not need
All those guilty smile and long conversations
And I can not stand to be someone else's pillow,

Spare wheel Or medical syrup
I just want to be someone pulled
This
Fucking
Corkscrew.