Zhizneradostnoe poem in prose. He ... otkopala in its archives
Do not shut our eyes!
He looks at you. He knows what you are doing.
He knows what you think. It is for you.
Do not shut our eyes!
You do not have peace. He always next to you.
You will die. But do not trust to save.
Death is a dream. Son-deception, is not accessible to you.
Life is your cross.
Do not shut our eyes!
His heart betsya with your lvl.
His will-your executioner.
Your pain is his pleasure.
And whenever you do not closed our eyes, you will always hear his voice, see his face.
Do not shut our eyes!
He himself is willing to close their thee ...
He looks at you. He knows what you are doing.
He knows what you think. It is for you.
Do not shut our eyes!
You do not have peace. He always next to you.
You will die. But do not trust to save.
Death is a dream. Son-deception, is not accessible to you.
Life is your cross.
Do not shut our eyes!
His heart betsya with your lvl.
His will-your executioner.
Your pain is his pleasure.
And whenever you do not closed our eyes, you will always hear his voice, see his face.
Do not shut our eyes!
He himself is willing to close their thee ...
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