A healer is becoming sick while treating. What nasty trick your fate has played with you... It forced you to become a man, you wouldn't like to be. You'd like to never know you'd like to never see you'd like to be a dog and f**k the conscience...
ID: 358516 Рубрика: Поезія, Лірика дата надходження: 19.08.2012 17:39:06 © дата внесення змiн: 15.11.2012 03:17:12 автор: Jonny Evilko
Проект ініційовано у 2002 р. київським поетом Євгеном Юхницею Правила щодо cookie