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Barton:
Любовь - туман, проходит - говорят.
а ты тупо мой яд, я не могу без тебя.
сердце во множестве ран -
сломанный механизм
но мне не страшно падать вниз.
и ты одна такая, твое имя между ребер,
будто бы вырезали ножом, оставив внутри.
И я пытался забыть, верить, что время лечит.
напивался, но это лишь садило печень.
в комнате тает смоук, заполняя пустоту,
тебе противно? - кури свой винстон.
хотя меня и самого от себя воротило,
но это тоже, знаешь, проходит быстро.
не слушай этот бред, я опять убитый.
На память твои цифры - выключена мобила.
и если твоя рука согревает мою,
я не скажу, но знай: я тебя люблю..
и я хотел бы всё забыть, правда.
и больше не искать твои глаза среди прохожих.
когда дни без тебя до тошноты похожи.
торопить минуты в ожидании завтра.
Barton:
Любовь - туман, проходит - говорят.
а ты тупо мой яд, я не могу без тебя.
сердце во множестве ран -
сломанный механизм
но мне не страшно падать вниз.
Мороз:
Как пасажир за бортом, не вижу края и конца.
Так и любовь на потом - лишь половина лица.
Не хватка кислорода, вокруг лишь самообман,
Для моих легких капкан, задержи дыхание.
Потерять тебя - значит лишиться многого,
Отнять тебя - это как пересадка органов,
Любить тебя, я знаю, очень не просто
И наши чувства не вытянешь буксиром и тросом.
Держать за руку и чувствовать
биение сердца.
Позднее ощущать смещение килогерцев
Я как читатель картины, не буду рад этой саже
Фотоаппарат не исправен и фото наше смажет.
Если взять вместе нас - мы далеко не целое.
Я бы замазал красками не нужные пробелы.
но если твоя рука согревает мою,
теперь ты знаешь: я тебя люблю.
Barton:
Love is fog, passes - they say.
And you are stupidly my poison, I can’t live without you.
The heart is in many wounds -
Broken mechanism
But I'm not afraid to fall down.
And you are the only one, your name between the ribs,
As if they were cut out with a knife, leaving inside.
And I tried to forget, believe that time heals.
He got drunk, but it only sat down the liver.
Smoke melts in the room, filling the void,
Are you disgusting? - Smoke your Winston.
Although I was turned up by myself and my own
But this, too, you know, passes quickly.
Do not listen to this nonsense, I am killed again.
Your numbers are turned off as a souvenir.
And if your hand warms mine,
I will not say, but know: I love you ..
And I would like to forget everything, really.
And no longer look for your eyes among passers -by.
When the days without you are nausea.
Ride minutes waiting for tomorrow.
Barton:
Love is fog, passes - they say.
And you are stupidly my poison, I can’t live without you.
The heart is in many wounds -
Broken mechanism
But I'm not afraid to fall down.
Freezing:
Like a passenger overboard, I do not see the edges and end.
So love for later - only half of the face.
Not an acuponal grip, around only self -deception,
For my lungs, hold your breath.
Losing you is to lose a lot,
To take you away is like a transplant of organs,
Loving you, I know, is not easy
And our feelings will not be pulled out by tow and cable.
Hold the hand and feel
heartbeat.
Late to feel the displacement of the Killerians
I am as a reader of the picture, I will not be glad of this soot
The camera is not working and our photo will lubricate.
If we take us together - we are far from the whole.
I would smear the unnecessary gaps with paints.
But if your hand warms mine,
Now you know: I love you.
Love is fog, passes - they say.
And you are stupidly my poison, I can’t live without you.
The heart is in many wounds -
Broken mechanism
But I'm not afraid to fall down.
And you are the only one, your name between the ribs,
As if they were cut out with a knife, leaving inside.
And I tried to forget, believe that time heals.
He got drunk, but it only sat down the liver.
Smoke melts in the room, filling the void,
Are you disgusting? - Smoke your Winston.
Although I was turned up by myself and my own
But this, too, you know, passes quickly.
Do not listen to this nonsense, I am killed again.
Your numbers are turned off as a souvenir.
And if your hand warms mine,
I will not say, but know: I love you ..
And I would like to forget everything, really.
And no longer look for your eyes among passers -by.
When the days without you are nausea.
Ride minutes waiting for tomorrow.
Barton:
Love is fog, passes - they say.
And you are stupidly my poison, I can’t live without you.
The heart is in many wounds -
Broken mechanism
But I'm not afraid to fall down.
Freezing:
Like a passenger overboard, I do not see the edges and end.
So love for later - only half of the face.
Not an acuponal grip, around only self -deception,
For my lungs, hold your breath.
Losing you is to lose a lot,
To take you away is like a transplant of organs,
Loving you, I know, is not easy
And our feelings will not be pulled out by tow and cable.
Hold the hand and feel
heartbeat.
Late to feel the displacement of the Killerians
I am as a reader of the picture, I will not be glad of this soot
The camera is not working and our photo will lubricate.
If we take us together - we are far from the whole.
I would smear the unnecessary gaps with paints.
But if your hand warms mine,
Now you know: I love you.
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