Opening the death of the door ...

< Felix Komarov



Opening the death as a door,
Blew this dream.
As oil lamp ... lossless.
It gramophone record

Scratched and hysteria.
But the music lives
Between sounds like a thief.
According cord goes,

Between the needle and tube,
Between the door and the wall,
Between life and you.
Knocking point between dates,
Life will not make another.
Only the icon will deliver cut,
By limiting a dream.

Door open in the darkness.
Behind the sleepy house.
And care
nudity To turn the new bedtime.