Got used to worship and services,
Once the ingot gold told
You swear to me has to, black coal!
But gold was answered by black coal.
Don't become presumptuous gold, it isn't necessary,
You dead without melting and molding.
To make a thing, or to cast an award,
I still has to melt you.
To me asked a question as I belong the user of the blog on CS. My answer, the same as treat me. On another I am not able and I don't want. I always speak, what hello, such and the answer.
It is wounded with a strange feeling,
Without feeling at all pain,
I walk grief,
On a drop losing will.
My steps are covered by a fog,
Hands don't know long ago tenderness,
The voice with pleasure attracts deception,
But a small birdie of a shower freezes...
Heart comes to a track,
Lonely wolf wanders.
I stand between two doors. One door in happiness.
Openly seldom, And it is closed often.
Other door of misfortune shabby house,
Openly often. It is closed hardly.
Walk for certain! Seven times measure!
After all to choose a door of your concrete power.
And all I get to a door more often -
In that, in the open. In a bad weather.
Indifference - the scary diagnosis dies of it a shower.
And subsequently, Envy and Impudence humanity will kill forever.
In public transport real men always sit blindly because it sick to see how women stand!
We see the mistakes of other people, because they are ahead.
Our mistakes do not notice they go behind, see them others.
If you drop the gold in manure and if its get a it is all the same remains gold .A if manure to put though on a golden throne, he will still smell like manure.
I thought here serious people. Thanks to all who paid me attention, and I ask applications if someone offended. To whom here the place isn't enough? I give the only live in peace and friendship you aren't dishonored for the whole world.
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