фрустрация твоей хрущевки - двери закрываются
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I closed in my isolation / room
While my closed doors were broken with pain
From broken fingers
About the wall of your non -understanding
I'm so sorry that I did not spend all the moments with you
that love at a distance
doors are closing
And after them my house
doors are closing
And behind them the word "love"
on the Ministry of Senses, the Gray World

The light of the lantern brought out
The darkness of the musty curbs
I was confused in the gateway
Tell me all your pain
and then watch my fall
Social grief of the 25th floor
Went down my body to the ground
And even a little deeper
Doors are closing
And behind them my vomit flooded
Alcohol gave melancholy
Woe and pain
Woe and pain
Here is your ocean
And I will spill it in it
doors are closing
While I'm lowering the trigger
as it was a foreseeable for me
My poems began to shout
Feelings throw us ashore
The doors are closed by you
But I'm in a champagne traffic jam
He flew out onto the windowsill
evil riot police
They splashed in his glasses
The distance between me and you

and he drank it by designating the thesis
Love does not lead to anything at a distance
doors are closing
The doors are closed, but you.
Please leave me the ocean "Woe and the Pain."
I am not even a whale in it or a dolphin.
But the most ugly creature
In the space of sad verses.