I want you ... very ... to tears, to the creeps,
Up bitten lip, before whining pain of longing ...
But I live like a living, smiling casual passers-by,
and dream - unrealizable - just touch his hands.
I want you, as if life left - a week. As if a few days - and there was nothing to catch. I went mad, just nerves for a long time at the limit, is easier to break out - and reduced to ashes, than a long, painful smolder. I want you, I have for you is impossible to miss, And longing inside corrodes pohlesche any acid. Every evening we meet in a dream, I appoint you, the fifteen minutes before sunrise, a fifth star ... Come on, both of us, both need this meeting! .. Give me a chance to tell you that there is no strength to hide. I I want you badly. From that time does not heal. But I myself do not want to forget ...
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