Алекс ЛАВ Алекс ЛАВ 
Пропил поэт вином французским Талант на склоне лысых лет. Теперь он носит брюки узкие. Да вот ни слова утром, ни пол-слова на обед. Это все обо мне.:) В последние годы в основном пишу музыку к текстам некоторых талантливейших поэтов. Как сюда попасть
Djmc™ Djmc™ 
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Living in the dark cell of emotions

Have you ever feel that you are left? There is no one near besides the death. Feelings of that everything is cleft Stops your heart and freezes your breath Someone sometimes opens the door and brings a piece of light But it always disappear in less than no time And the darkness comes again Suicide thoughts are filling your mind If someone remember your name? What if suns never rise? And at the thick of despair you're remembering your love Pain slowly goes away, you're trying to calm down Another wave… You understand… You're a stray… You lost your way… You have no friends… Insensate pray… You're not so strong to fight with shadows They're covering the lost way out They're invisible and they will never allow You to rouse up from the slough Someone sometimes opens the door…
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