Фарик Назарбаев - А ведь внатуре больно
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But it hurts in kind, when you lose someone, only out of habit your phone numbers. A couple of matches have come out, try fire in my soul on light, otherwise the winter will be cold. And it is not love to hike, but there was a flash and all yours girlfriends and all my books there. Everything seems to be all right, but something was superfluous and my character is normal, only the voice of the shit was a fucking one. There is a way of thinking, I will decorate the walls, your presence often spoils my nerves. And I probably weakened. But only in terms of the spirit, you ruin everything in half and there the fire will go out. You stop wounding my heart so much with your eyes, your breath has forgotten what happened before, call my friends again, call the whore Bati again, thunders the dishes again, again not in adequate (. ...) in my soul it is so painful as if the wounds with salt, I will touch my palm and pull your tears. I will hide the fuck deep in myself and let us let us go, after that we start a new one. It hurts like a wound with a salt and pull out with salt and pull out Your tears, I will hide my sadness deep in myself and let us go, and then we will start a new one. And this silence only my ears, I dramates alone in these stuffy corridors, I need to resist, run somewhere, we are at the start right there. I’ll drag out more tightly. Where is the time there and with it we are in the sky, let's a couple of circles and forgetting the problems to remain a person among this false scene, I hang the prices for these mannequins here .........