Иван, 38 - 6 мая 2006 12:03

"I am the son
I am the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
......

There's a club if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody
who really loves you
So you go and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry,
and you want to die

....
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
....
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does"

Настроение исключительно белое. С разливами красного в темном зелёном. Воздушно-игрвое. Нетерпеливое. Просто какое-то не моё..

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