Понедельник, 12 Января 2009 г. 17:07
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Please, sleep my darling, sleep
Your death by information won't disturb the peace on distant stars
And even when you lock the doors and slide behind the unlit shades
None of us are strangers anymore
Fall asleep with the windows open
Come to me with the worst you've said and done
You'll close your eyes and see me
Little death makes life more meaningful
I stand no chance at all
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