night exploded into a ball or I died: mute! efflux letters written from the bloody smeared, 'why do not you send an invitation to a festive feast? screamed a tinkling piano headstone for death - up, vanity, which again showed its fangs and can rip anything, no longer able to hear the word, even when the last song coffin door clasp, just a drop of dew that left jaded dark, today I'm just a flake - -a set of bones,
Agats - Asmat, October 10, 2012
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