(08.10.10)
Your life in this world
Is awful and bad
But my soul is old
And I'm not sad.
I hope that you understand,
My words are your knife
Kill yourself, don't stand,
Give me your life
I never like you,
And it's your mistake.
Your masks are always new,
Your life is my fake.
If you be as me
I'll look At your soul
But you always lie
And your actions're slow
Your life
© Copyright: Дарий Керн, 2010
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