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I pluck all the tears from your eyelashes
and cold figure sun
without wings will make the skies soar
to vomit the soul of imotsii
.
weightless world is divided into two
Broken dishes and we both Fatima
On the part of the torn photo, do not try to make me guilty of all of these empty saved properties
I would write poetry without disasters and the elements
not lepaya picture of sex in your head
this heartless world is divided by Palam
all that was so close we turned into the trash
Slow blow to mutual love
red eyes in the morning and hearty kiss
madly mirkantilny we both cute
when inhaled in unison, and Parkhaev wings
Thousands of humbug rough speltni about us
and millions of eyes of these quarterly bitches
I did not like and do not like all your friends
behind the pussy they themselves round the slopes
hearts exchanged, but have not learned to tolerate
each other in the dark, to undress and warm
your sweet heat will force us to take off
quiet love in the morning and at sunset days
.
I pluck all the tears from your eyelashes
and cold figure sun
without wings will make the skies soar
to vomit the soul of imotsii