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I melted in your soft hands again and again,
you said that it glupo- someone to love.
I would tell you about their feelings of delusional
but you say it's too hard to live like this.
your eyes died my hopes for the future,
We died at your hands our nights without sleep
He lights up in the vestibule you constantly frowning
I shouted in the hearts that you will be forever one.
semi-sweet red creates a fog in my head
I'm off the couch, slowly but surely crawl on the floor
you grin, all your senses deception
I still remember how you extinguished cigarette butts on the table.
I hate you, I hate your every gesture and glance
I hate fucking Lucky Strike in your backpack
I hate your blue jeans and hair clips
Believe in your life you have always been wrong.
I will build the temple of your scornful looks,
I pass to the commission all unread messages you
you went every morning as if nothing had happened
I went on my apartment with a rope around his neck.
and Khrushchev in my eyes suddenly become so gray,
and I saw that the bed spread out on a
when you left my friend was the blade again
and it is carved on my skin: you will die without it.

your Lie