Crimson » 22 окт 2005, 01:25 |
Бугага! Я б посотрела на тебя, после 500 граммов! А особенно на себя! Там не то что танцевать - передвигаться трудно, не держась за стенку!
ЗЫ. Have a nice nightmares!

IRON MAN, Я ТЕБЯ ЛЮБЛЮ!
A bloody rusted nail
Piercing through my veins
No light to change eternal night to day
Here human life has no worth
Do you hear me when i cry
No you don't
Chaos, madness, many sighs
In a world without hope
My mind's not filled with things to come
Time runs away under my feet
A part of me has gone and died
Life's going on and will do when i'm gone
