RIP #14 24 февраля 2001

Outro

(C) Lisica

    Forgotten poems pozabrosheny books about happiness
    Blows are not afraid, but only laugh.
    In the sun, oil, and dreams of breaking storm,
    And all that was forgotten to return stronger than a 
hundred times     Enhanced by time, but unworthy of excitement

    Despising myself, but still wishing, loving,
    Over a silly soul laughed through her tears contempt
    Smashed against a rock? Well, rightly so, since blind ...

    And empty jar of a warm beer
    Crushed the life ... It is a pity to throw away ...
    In his pocket, and go hurriedly put
    One ... Away from their own stupidity. In the night ...

              [Rest In Peace]