Stil - Стих пятый
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This is life ... This life, timid hands touched the breath, hear their hands, in the small world of the soul, the fire glows at the baby, happy thoughts in the heart will cover the soul about that only mother, but someone destroyed everything. In a bloody puddle lies, and the daughter pressed closer, because the torning cry that night heard that night or all her ears closed when she was killed, all the bitches fled by when she was caught up. Touching a wolf pack, they decided a bit of body, then finished laughing, kicking the torn body, and the daughter screamed to the rescue, called human help. Mother cried in the rain and prayed by God, her mouth was closed with a blow to throw in the mud like a kitten, he did a real man as he had done it like a child, she saw everything like life in her hands faded away, tell me God for five years old. And the sky cried with pain, the wind scattered grief, the little one lost adult steel in its gaze crawled to the body quietly and drowned in the arms only wanted to believe that it was just a curse. But the heart was less often clogged, the path equalized to zero, my eyes closed forever no more pain, all night lying on the asphalt found in the morning of two, this life story about true love ...