Sh it happens
Is fading away,
Filling the ash-tray
Sadly
Night after night
In sorrowful fight
Hurts the moonlight
Badly
Glittering sound
Falls on the ground,
Turning around,
Cradling
Pace after pace
Spoils your face,
Raping your grace
Madly
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it's been a while, my friend.
best wishes for 2011. don't make yourself too scarce.
best,
Эркин Чиял 08.01.2011 01:20 Заявить о нарушении