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You wanted to do something in this life?

Forget it.

Not smaller, and then look bad.

Very tired, the heroes lose guys,

No effort, no talent - to hell with them all gone

. You're feet long been resigned to die of impotence,

Only you fuss persistently flounder

all on asphalt.

Not doshutishsya not dovypendrivaeshsya,

Not all doglumishsya way over their existence.

All your trashcan, but still nice,

Everything you do not so, but not all the commercials,

Not dobalueshsya not Donoso

co his revelation that rushing worm.

You - the guy in me, the one that rages,

Peretrahivaet, dislikes.

I killed you used, but not just everything.

You shows his teeth, but strizhesh me.