R-Chie - Чтоб Я Любил Весь Мир
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That our life is a game.
Your move is the gray sector.
Once without a booze in his hands, then under the effects.
At the moment, this one will judge .. plus two in the kit,
The heat went: pockets, hands, documents.
The sixth part of the planet are fools, roads,
Eco-navid .. gaze fades, having left for the distance
Even children began to hurt like that:
Vasya, Masha, Petit on the slow or in Feda.
Wherein,
Residents strictly consume accelerators of decomposition and death processes.
Well, this is .. Residents strictly consume the solvent, hear!?

Their poison penetrates our dreams, hear, rustle of foliage,
Look, dreams rot under your feet, bridges burn,
Signals by wires ????????
On all the wave streams of advertising, our dreams.
Then ???????? so ridiculously approaching death,
These are our dreams, washing the dust with every summer in the summer,
Harvests from the ground are burned with dogs.

"Their poison penetrates our pores,
It is just right to help your neighbor - it can more expensive to go out "

Yeah, I sleep and see .. the same faces, only stricter,
Fingers will put in combination complex from empty to empty -
Like .. "A friend, you say, you have to pull the reins with an asshole not how to howl like a wolf,
Better to be in friendship with the right people for dinner,
Beat the gender without fear of becoming shell -shocked "
- Vasya, who are you loading!? Run soon, what dinners, I'm already reclaimed!

Or like this:
Yes, you, the godson, pose for an hour in the service with a demon to the bourgeois in a section,
And then rushing with a dozen above all the peers,
Quietly, like a mouse, up the career ladder.
Where you can’t crawl, you will go in a habit
Not by mazole, so by the authorities of the scoops.
Working at night as cattle.
The team is teaching lessons,
As if inadvertently hinting the path between the lines,
??????? ?? Changing the essence of marriage.
Ethically correct omissions of a given sense, deriving the wording,
?????? ????????? Cleverly turn under the awl side by side,
And without wrinkling dumped, chopping the heels of a life sentence.
But you did not become an enemy to me, my brother, ridicurating my mindset,
Changing the call of herbs to the industrial zone stench,
Edemov Garden on Hell of Papers.
And still, I will advocate for your freedom.
Even if you stand in a row of herds of herds
With a parade, you say that my experience is nonsense,-
My one is true: before the face of troubles
Out of our motion.
Elders without asking for advice and briefing.
Half in fire on your wave
In the wine department, like one warrior in the field, we will lie down.
Everything to return to you, friendly, already
Your soul is missing, we will take everyone out of the beach.

Sometimes from all sides fire and ice in your chest
He lay on the heart with a stone, and neither Zgy is visible ahead.
Another king will fulfill his role,
"Long live the king!" All on their circles.
Cryny. He runs behind the sun. And to the store man
To get hold of half a liter ... He is not aware of it,
That he is like me and you, a writer of stupid words,
While his soul hisses and smolders coal.

One love of the river through the hearts
Poisoned, doomed to eternal flight.
Nowhere to go, but it may find
The soldiers are her place in the sun.
Love of the river through the hearts
Musorov and Nariki blood cells ...
"Patsanva, will there be no weight?"
Demons are muddy, poisoning the light of the river.

Do not be afraid when they pour from your eyes, taking away the pain, tears,
The heart whines and asks for rest, beats crazy,
It breaks out of the body ...
After the battle, salt on the palms will dry with crystals.
House - Earth, the last shelter - sky,
In its depths, we drown with grief and troubles,
And in the spring, as if in a dream,
We cut the enemies from above with good obscenity and wet snow.

Niga do not guess for a disease - there will be troubles
Do not run from the bliss - this is not fire or water - credo
If anyone asks, I was not here. Scott
I was not here.