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Natseplyu ridiculous beads

< Marina Shuhankova



Natseplyu ridiculous beads -
We must become more gentle today ...
Swan Song ... Muse
I'm not your angel, I - we need

. Otvoyuyu eyes of the night,
I come down to your knees.
By all means, Abba, Father,
I'm not your passion, I -. Incorruptible

Branded you a red suit
Wildest lips, taming the beast
Sanctuary my power.
I'm not your pain, I - sharper

. I ack your heart in weeping,
Touching the skin chills,
You do not stand it ... That means:
I'm not your life, I - is more expensive.
Attempt at writing poems
beloved
From point A to point B
poetry
I would like to say some verses
Chest
string bag
ONE PEN
What he writes poems about the suffering
The man takes a pen
TO THE SKY LOOKING UP
...
beloved
...
From point A to point B
...
poetry
...
I would like to say some verses
...
Chest
...
string bag
...
ONE PEN
...
What he writes poems about the suffering
...
The man takes a pen
...
TO THE SKY LOOKING UP
 melange voice  There is laughter from the heart, there is from the belly ...