эх, new one

Uncategorized — Антон Марчуков @ 21.04.05 23:35

Я не виноват, оно само возникло.

I know a pulp inside my kind
Is covered by a shell.
And those who tried to get inside,
Were casted aside well.

I know such going is not pride
But failed to change the way.
And Cerberous inside my mind
Is aloof sentinel.

I know when going alongside
Life paths spotlessly clear.
But going half-way side by side
Will make them all ashy.

I know the words I blowed outside
Won’t change the way I feel.
But there is hope deep in my mind
That keeps life stably clear.

2: как обычно, можете забирать в свой артпак.

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