Suicide

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Would you talk to Death?!
Оf course!
Even you have a perfect health?!
It's curse!

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I'm not a saint!
And Devil holds my heart!
I feel somebody squeezes me and I faint!
The way to hell - I have a card!

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My brain bleeds, my heart beats fast,
My soul...I've never known it's cost,
The Great monster came to me with saw,
There is a sign on my face left by his paw...

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Now I have horns on my head!
I always think that I've dead!
Oh my God, it looks so wide!
Baby, understand, this is suicide!

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I feel some wings on my back,
I also have a cold awfull rag,
I shoot myself from gun,
OK! All work has done!

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I lost my mind, you'll never understand,
Whose work is this? Which is my hand?
I burn in hell, I can't feel my skin!
Is this my fail, or I've win?!

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I've become the Lord of Dark World!
I have no heart, I'm very cold!
Oh, darling, it looks so wide!!
Baby, understand, THIS IS SUICIDE!!!


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"Оf course"... чудик думает, что его дальше читать будут... может больной???

Андрей Пшенко   12.01.2017 01:15     Заявить о нарушении
Суицид не выход. Однако, к сожалению, им этого не объяснить.

Аарон Хэмануйэн   12.01.2017 11:47   Заявить о нарушении
На это произведение написаны 2 рецензии, здесь отображается последняя, остальные - в полном списке.