Лиза Васильева - Продавец кукол
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I already feel - in vain, but I would
And I could not endure it.
The background to the text will go on November.
It was not to start without him.

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'' Dolls froze motionless
Looking for a catch from everywhere,
After all, I will squeeze the maximum of them,
Since no one still died.

Since everyone endures, and faces - stones,
And do not wash away the makeup with a tear,
Since everyone has learned who is the main one
Whatever you do not forget in life.

How obedient they are and nome
And for those victims, slowly,
I solve all their problems
Wholesale is more profitable to solve.

More words, minimum efforts.
My motto is impudent and strong.
Dolls do not give out surnames,
They have enough names.

My plan is simple and quite legal,
Let at least God, at least a state nark-department.
What are you watching? I'm brilliant.
On x#yu, I turned you all.

My Pantzer is a front -line boat,
Smooth stone is my face.
Washing December with vodka,
I am borrowed by a cucumber.

And you should be glad at all.
Baby ... It’s time to finish with the past.
The dolls will do everything as it should.
Dolls are forced to be silent.

Why are you crying? Take it - once they gave.
Wipe the tears and lie in the bed.
Your angels dozed off
There is no one else to help.

There is no sense in words, only flimsy
A motivating push.
What are you tearing my soul like a violin? ..!
Undress, carcasses of a goby.

Maybe you thought you were smarter?
Maybe she knew more precisely than me
Who dares and laugh
Change my rules? ..

You are poems, I am a poem to you.
You are my word, I am a hundred phrases.
Baby, don't leave the topic ...
Dolls crave the team '' Fas ''!

And February sweetly asks to give up,
And pass the weapon completely
And you are no longer twenty,
And I'm still thirty -seven.

Do not appeal to the demon or God.
It will all pass with age.
You see - the road washed home,
And no one is waiting for you there.

You are tired of old games ...
If you want new ones, not even an hour ...
Agree, well ... jump! "...

'' ... and I jumped. The light turned off.

I will freeze in your desert.
Pulls to lift and smoke.
And the holy heart is crushing.
Where are you? .. You need to talk.

And my eyelashes
The eyelids are cut almost a needle.
What was a simple love
It turned out to be a double game.

March whispered to me: '' Come back, dear ''.
And he drowned, without catching up on the ice.
If I don't know myself,
Why are I going to you? ...

And April, first hitting the first thunder,
He split the memory around the edges.
And dolls went everywhere,
Pretending to be people. And I...

I drew the scheme at night,
In the afternoon I met you in a dream.
Your perfect replacement
All paths came together in me.

That the poetess used to be there
It was - everything disappeared with the end.
You - washed off the print of the demon
And stiffed for others face.

I do not remember now laughing
He himself, and in general himself.
What I saw in me real
It became false suddenly for you.

You are my word, I am a vat of sarcasm.
You are a song to me, I am fucked#s.
You are bored among the insanity.
You appeal to me: '' Share ... ''!

And I am happy ... what have you exchanged ...
What did you ask me to do ...
I have no name left ...
I have no strength left ...

So the expiration date has ended.
They were thrown in such an environment.
I return your abilities
Rub the lives of other people.

They looked too much with you ...
And mine inside is emptiness.
If we can never
Being happy just like that ...

The masks removed again will be ongoing.
Do not get lost in them, promise ...
Dolls are here. They will not go anywhere.
But mine ... says goodbye ''.

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