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к.1
She considers it as if
Before her is a portal to the invisible world,
And barely audible whispers the name
Someone who has never lived.
She is sad, like a funeral service, Her
face is sad and gloomy.
He will pass through the room despondently,
And the look of the dead window
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Mired in the torment of illusions,
And the light of life has long been extinguished.
All people are afraid of her,
When they see a pair of eyes,
Looking at them from under their brows,
With the madness of suffering fire.
And how he doesn't look - like spears,
Ready to whip the heart out.
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she is not always like this
that`s why i love her she can be
i love monster gerl, monster gerl
she is devil
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