Maiden Obi - instrumental
lexicon
crust of bread
a little boy of about fifteen clung to me all over
He does not bite, hit with fists and feet.
called weak.
I draw his marker anger in the park.
to pay for everything. sprinkle with snow. that there was no ice.
Card monagami her boyfriends thick as thieves
they do not know how to read in their pocket crumbled wilted.
after vodka rinsed in the river the familiar bearded cut leg
crust of bread in a box of pencils
Lisa fans. paladku guard at the entrance to the p
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3 years ago 00:08:02 1
6. новослободская Не хочешь, чтобы мне было хорошо klausvienresh crataeguszelio