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Жили-были Ди и Саша.

И всё у них было отлично в тот день.

Он был красивым, но он был преступником.

Мы жили среди солнца, света и всего сладкого.

Он делал для нее все, мог звезды он с небес достать.

Все делал, чтобы ее завоевать.

О, мальчик Саша.

Ты очень быстро ворвался в мою жизнь,

И мне это понравилось.

Но, Саша, ты мне столько обещал.

Ты показал мне дорогу к небу,

Сказал, она называется «Сириус»,

Или «Собачья Звезда».

Её видно только на Земле.

Как же мне нравилось это жужжание в ушах.

Так как в жизни можно любить только одно,

То это точно не ты,

Безрассудный Саша...

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[info]daniil_pirogov wrote:
Aug. 31st, 2008 07:17 pm (UTC)
[info]super_fistashka wrote:
Sep. 1st, 2008 01:24 pm (UTC)
the original text:

once upon a time there was
Candy & Dan.
things were very hot that year.
all the wax was melting in the trees.
he would climb balconies,
climb everywhere,
do anything for her,
oh danny boy
thousands of birds,
the tiniest birds,
adorned her hair.
everything was gold.
one night the bed
caught fire.
he was handsome and a very good
criminal.
we lived on sunlight
and chocolate bars.
it was the afternoon of
extravagant delight
danny the daredevil
candy
went
missing
the days last rays
of sunshine cruise
like sharks
i want to try it your way
this time
you came into my life
really fast and i liked it
we squelched in the
mud of our joy.
i was wet thighed with
surrender.
then there was a
gap
in things
and the whole earth tilted.
this is the business
this is what
we’re after
with you inside me comes
the hatch of death
and perhaps i’ll never
sleep again.
the monster in the pool.
we are a proper family now
with cats and chickens and
runner beans.
everywhere I looked
and sometimes i hate you
friday-
i didn’t mean that mother of the blueness
angel of the storm.
remember me
in my opaqueness.
you pointed at the sky that one
called sirius or dog star, but o
here on earth.
fly away sun. ha ha
f-ing ha, you are so
funny Dan.
a vase of flowers by the bed. my bare
blue knees at dawn.These ruffled
sheets and you are gone and
i am going too
i broke your head on the back of the bed but
the baby he died in the morning
i gave him a name
his name was Thomas
poor little god
his heart pounds like a voodoo drum.
[info]daniil_pirogov wrote:
Sep. 2nd, 2008 05:05 am (UTC)
еще раз прочитал последние три строчки, не то чтобы я на них обиделся, но звучат довольно сильно
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