i see your letters again
-fuck-
my mind escapes
going back...
better times
-let's be honest-
the rain stops for a while
i hear your breath
different
healthier(?)
yours
pints
lots of them
and yet they do nothing
in space
no one can hear me scream
-pour me another drink
makes me feel cooler
warm shadows laying around
and somebody else
is sitting by your side
-i guess-
a spittoon is on fire
by the bar
nothing strange with that
pretty common these days
women are passing
not like you
they have no colors...
you on the other side
you are like a fucking rainbow
ολες οι βλεννορροιες θεραπευονται εκτος απο την πρωτη...
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