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Broken Window
I had a dream yesterday
Even if there was something amiss, you were there and moving
Dancing with a kitten under the dim lighting of the narrow corridor
It looked as if it were laughing, as if it were crying
A mysterious expression
That I kept pretending not to see
Until I woke from the dream
When I open the broken glass window, I must find the answer immediately
I am not found, and my throat starts to dry
Again.... I spilled
Deeply, deeply, deeply swaying along the watercolor
My consciousness only
Completely, completely, completely goes on sinking it seems, slowly melting
The color of the dream swings and deepens
When I open the broken glass window, I must find the answer immediately
I am not found, and my throat starts to dry
Again.... I spilled
Deeply, deeply, deeply swaying along the watercolor
My consciousness only
Completely, completely, completely goes on sinking it seems, slowly melting
Melting melting melting, my consciousness simply doesn't understand anything anymore
Forever forever forever, I don't understand anything anymore
Forever forever forever
Like that
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тот, кто дал мне етот текст, честно признался
что кредит давным давно утерян.
а я утащила ето в lj сообществе pla_media