*минорно-девочковое стихо, как же без %)* Ну отчего...

* minor-girl verse, as without%) *
Well, why
Am I so lonely without you?
As if in a house without windows
I live my life in the dark
And at leisure
Not looking for a way out of the dungeon,
And all I write you in the faces
On the wet surface of the walls,
Alive you with it
Not seeing over portraits ...
Well, why
At the meeting, I mnya and scared
Like the floor under your feet
Becoming a sea swell?
I am like a bird
Which waves covered:
I do not listen to the wings,
And solono under the tongue.
And here I am inevitable
The sea becomes mud ...
Time after time
I'm coming back to the shore
And sushi wet feathers,
Not knowing what you are doing.
Is it because
So you want wings to hob
And, like a cat in the hallway,
Rub on your feet? ..