Назад в дневник Пишет Кубинец
"Cage,the big loser's cage"can't fly anymore,dirt-shaked wings isn't work now.Little mind flows to bottom,somebody for.Ignored vault.And so sleeping eyes didn' said anything to me.Till the end,no way to be.That big cage for a birds.Isn' hirts,just wasting soul.I can't fly,i can't crowl,just a little flow after scary bite.All my life for surviving that night...
Настроение: Seventeen digrees
Музыка: noises in head
Таги: стихи
