40 dead birds
We are standing such pure in the heart of s.pauli
jeanette is embracing me
I'm looking at black snow and winking to the taxi driver
40 dead birds are lying under our legs they are happy and cold
I'm looking at jeanette a cigarette in her fingers
She is removing snowflakes from my shoulder and whispering “life is short“
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Best regards and have life-breath!
Михаил.
Михаил Буреломов 03.04.2012 14:06 Заявить о нарушении