Dark sky lost all of his stars
And there is no light in our room
Many problems - many scars
Scream of art is my perfume.
Just in this sounds my true
Just in this moments you lie.
When sky will get flu
I try you, believe me, I try.
How many times do you watch in her eyes?
How many oceans do you think about?
I know, your dreams become ice
When she hates you too loud.
Darkness
© Copyright: Орбит Без Сахара, 2011
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