Song: Ghosts



To run a trace not to leave,
Cleave to eternity,
It's done - not to correct it,
The word Mollino - will not heal...
№ 157011   Added MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 15:40
Walk through the past in silence,
Pushing the branches with his hands,
Oh, would you, memory, in short,
Didn't poison his soul wreaths.
№ 157010   Added MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 15:40
Of the most poisonous poisons -
The conscience of the patient, probably...
№ 157009   Added MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 15:40