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You were twelve when your father cut you
Then friends mocked all night
And now you are upset in the kitchen
You finish tea
You touch the bloody ear
The back hurts
You go to the table face
You were thirteen when you were dropped in the nose in your nose
incomprehensible pictures
Periodic cough
sob
A broken bridge
You were fourteen when the nails of the fingers were crushed
You drew portraits
It was an art
Calcium was needed
otherwise the tooth is not growing
It's good that at fifteen they were torn at all
You have a pleasant bath
But there are still questions
How many more troubles were
and how much more shit will be
You will find out at sixteen what lies are
When in the toilet they click their heads in the wall
But there are good songs
Favorite tape recorder
Favorite kitchen
Favorite window
beloved ceiling on your favorite wall
At seventeen, you lose a voice defeated the kadyk
You lie on the floor
You are a little drooping
you look alone in a blue ceiling
at eighteen I learned what it is to swallow metal shavings
Not very nice
Blole
Then he fell asleep in someone else's entrance
Because it was bad
And only at nineteen do you learn about knife in the stomach
They barely pumped it out
You go from room to room
Everything is native here
It's so good here
At twenty they will find tormented in a pit
will help go home
They will call a taxi
at twenty -one you get tired
at twenty -two it will not hurt
You touch the soft blade
You love your soft life
will
You need to cut along
And not across
Remember