..Nobody is Perfect..I am Nobody)
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...дааа...красивый стих, млин...
...мне нравицца, даже очень...
..Что-то в нем есьт такое...жизненное что-ли...
...дааа...красивый стих, млин...
...мне нравицца, даже очень...
..Что-то в нем есьт такое...жизненное что-ли...
Goth Girl:
Drowning alone, I gasp for air.
Coldness creeps over pale skin.
There is sadness so deep it pulls me down
Happiness dies in a deep, dark sea.
Goth 1: Yeah, happiness dies. [his bang fall over his eye, he jerks his head back]
Stan:[dressed all in black, with puffball] Yeah.
Goth 2: All right, your turn, Stan. Read one of your poems about pain.
Stan:[takes up his paper and reads his poem]
There is darkness all around me
Deep, piercing black, I cannot breathe
My heart has been raped.
Goth Girl: Whoa.
Stan: The pain is everlasting.
I miss you so much, babe.
Want to hold you in my arms again, girl.
Want to-
Goth 1: Whoa, whoa! Dude! Those last two lines aren't Goth!
Stan: They're not?
Goth 2: No, dude! You can't say "I miss you so much, babe. I want to hold you in my arms."
Goth Girl: Make it "I miss seeing you so much I wanna slash my eyes out with razor blades."
Goth 1: Whoa, whoa! Dude! Those last two lines aren't Goth!
нравицца!)))) и почему то первое что приходит в голову это эмо!))))))
Да просто в нете скитался...вот и набрел=)