Dim nedogorche Brain Transition
'm peanut chips Having its belated and superficial coffee in this less wondrous night, and in front of me in a forgotten cigarette ashtray stand nedogorche, and her red hoop dreams ... unfulfilled, peanut chips half ... a remnant of some sad stories almost always unfinished ....
And while war I insolent smoke lead ... and my feelings like soldiers falling dead before this occasion peanut chips strange peanut chips ... from behind I felt the smell ... the smell of lemon, orange ... exotic fruits all made their marks ... and no power .. call ... DEAR ... turn ...
And in front of me ... completely unknown character corrected ... only noticed ... eyes like olives mature ... and look ... how to say ... Do not know you, and like you I spent with you all his life .... reached for ... gently touched ... and without word ... without any sense of hesitation ... broken.
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'm peanut chips Having its belated and superficial coffee in this less wondrous night, and in front of me in a forgotten cigarette ashtray stand nedogorche, and her red hoop dreams ... unfulfilled, peanut chips half ... a remnant of some sad stories almost always unfinished ....
And while war I insolent smoke lead ... and my feelings like soldiers falling dead before this occasion peanut chips strange peanut chips ... from behind I felt the smell ... the smell of lemon, orange ... exotic fruits all made their marks ... and no power .. call ... DEAR ... turn ...
And in front of me ... completely unknown character corrected ... only noticed ... eyes like olives mature ... and look ... how to say ... Do not know you, and like you I spent with you all his life .... reached for ... gently touched ... and without word ... without any sense of hesitation ... broken.
This entry was posted on Sunday, August 23rd, 2009 at 9:41 pm and is filed under Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site. No Responses to "Dim nedogorche"
This work by popek-Laskov is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.5 Macedonia.
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