Masha Badda Boo. The moon (№ 274048)
It hurts me so much through the smoke to breathe
I'm so scared to get up on the line
I want to escape from the endless days away.
And when there is no strength to cry, thinking of his weird dream
And porcelain disk, topped with a spring night.
№ 274048 Added
MegaMozg 30-01-2017 / 13:34
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