РисБо - То, что не убьет меня
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То, что не убьет меня, покоцает неслабо.
Жизнь не спуск с горы, не слалом.
И там на финише явно не слава.
Но вот, любовь, что голову снесла вам -
Самый раскрученный из брендов.
Скажешь: ну, что же! Как же ты!
Но скоро чувства не будут трендом,
Период полураспада дуэта-фендома
Закончится, и ты уткнешься в гаджеты.
Я видимо целый век спал,
Если вы полжизни не прожив,
Нарекли советчика "человек-спам".
Но глухонемой бедняг, что сутками не спал
Поболее всех вас красноречив.
Его встречаю я по будням,
Протягиваю горсть монет.
И его жизнь и есть кошмар тот беспробудный.
Глаз мрамор уже не бел, скорее мутный,
Мокрый от слез в каждый момент.
Жизнь сыграет борзую,
Сделает все, чтобы оставить тебя за кадром.
Чтобы облака цвета сладкой глазури
И небо, вымоченное лазурью,
В миг стали последним закатом.
Зря глубоко полез в нее.
Нервы заставят бегать по стене.
Удерживая равновесие ходишь по лезвию,
В ступнях твоих порез гниет.
Это ее признаки злости? Нет.
Она улыбка Джокера - смешно-больная.
И так же нервно шутит.
Взор ее - пуля шальная,
Что пробивает сердца шаль, но я
Продолжаю играть в этот шутер.
Сколько там осталось хилсов?
Не важно. Не действуют читы.
И сколько б ты не выбил псов,
Сияй, как желтые глаза сов.
"Жизнь не убьет меня!" - кричи погромче ты.
Тут не ящик пандоры, а целый сундук!
Я сидя на на нем, буду ждать весну.
Там записка: "Прекрати сумбур.
Можно дать бой жизни, изменить судьбу,
Она не убьет, почуяв твоих глаз желтизну."
The fact that he will not kill me will be drawn by no means.
Life is not a descent from a mountain, not slalom.
And there at the finish is clearly not glory.
But now, love that my head demolished you -
The most promoted of the brands.
You say: Well, what! How are you!
But soon feelings will not be a trend
The half-life of the duo fendom
It will end and you will burden the gadgets.
I apparently slept for a century,
If you are not living half your life,
They called the adviser "man-sons."
But the deaf -mute poor fellow that he did not sleep for days
The more eloquent you are more eloquent.
I meet him on weekdays
I hold out a handful of coins.
And his life is a nightmare that is not good.
The eye is no longer white, rather muddy,
Wet from tears at every moment.
Life will play the greyhound,
Will do everything to leave you behind the scenes.
To make clouds of sweet glaze
And the sky soaked in azure,
In an instant became the last sunset.
In vain, he climbed deeply into her.
The nerves will make you run along the wall.
Holding your balance you walk along the blade,
In your feet, a cut is shining.
Are these signs of anger? No.
She is the Joker smile - funny.
And just as nervously jokes.
Her gaze is a crazy bullet,
That the shawl breaks through the hearts, but I
I continue to play this shooter.
How many Hils left there?
Doesn't matter. Cheats do not work.
And how much would you have not knocked out the dogs,
Shine like the yellow eyes of owls.
"Life will not kill me!" - Shout louder you are.
There is not a Pandora box, but a whole chest!
I am sitting on it, I will wait for spring.
There is a note: "Stop a mess.
You can give a fight of life, change fate,
She will not kill, sensing your eyes with yellowness. "
Life is not a descent from a mountain, not slalom.
And there at the finish is clearly not glory.
But now, love that my head demolished you -
The most promoted of the brands.
You say: Well, what! How are you!
But soon feelings will not be a trend
The half-life of the duo fendom
It will end and you will burden the gadgets.
I apparently slept for a century,
If you are not living half your life,
They called the adviser "man-sons."
But the deaf -mute poor fellow that he did not sleep for days
The more eloquent you are more eloquent.
I meet him on weekdays
I hold out a handful of coins.
And his life is a nightmare that is not good.
The eye is no longer white, rather muddy,
Wet from tears at every moment.
Life will play the greyhound,
Will do everything to leave you behind the scenes.
To make clouds of sweet glaze
And the sky soaked in azure,
In an instant became the last sunset.
In vain, he climbed deeply into her.
The nerves will make you run along the wall.
Holding your balance you walk along the blade,
In your feet, a cut is shining.
Are these signs of anger? No.
She is the Joker smile - funny.
And just as nervously jokes.
Her gaze is a crazy bullet,
That the shawl breaks through the hearts, but I
I continue to play this shooter.
How many Hils left there?
Doesn't matter. Cheats do not work.
And how much would you have not knocked out the dogs,
Shine like the yellow eyes of owls.
"Life will not kill me!" - Shout louder you are.
There is not a Pandora box, but a whole chest!
I am sitting on it, I will wait for spring.
There is a note: "Stop a mess.
You can give a fight of life, change fate,
She will not kill, sensing your eyes with yellowness. "
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