once i slept, and dreamed about our meet
my pulse rase, and your one opposite,
we were tweens, like the sheep and the rat,
i wanted look at you, and be always sad.
your lie often filled with the truth,
and makes my pain much more smooth,
where is love, and where is hate?
on the market we are, and we trade,
that night was hard, dreams joke was my hurt,
you know, price is not low, are you holy?
i don't think so.
Black n Black
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прошу не винить мой поганый англицкий - первый стих всё такое.
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