فایل شده when he not be

[MHP]

;I'm done! With a pleasing look
?Towards cars that go fast and do not see me
!Blinking lights that I see blurred
. ...I bring my foot close to the edge and I dare it! I have it well! Tired of your absence and tearful laughter; Bitter shooting every night
!My soul flies and is thrown, maybe
!I scream, at the last glance how dark his eyes were, the memories pushed him again
,But this time I have an old bridge over the heads of all citizens
!...Wild but tired; I was eating smoke on my lungs
!I sigh and if you come, it's not me anymore
;I'm mad, but I'll still just want you to come
!Please! Come... . I read poems in the color of sadness
.What a beautiful color! It has eaten my whole life ... and wiped me out of my life! Has taken you from me
:Yes, it's the fault of this grief! I shout with my fanfare
!I hate sadness! I should be happy -
.Nobody gave Helm! But when you were not there, pull my hand and cover me
...I do not want a tombstone​

 

[MHP]

"the end"​

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