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A small man
his big pen
in my hand
I don´t understand
why I was with him
It was the bad dream.
It can´t help shout
I´m ...out.
His game
his frame
without picture
the strange facture
his „love – token“
only funny lies
his stupid smiles
in his mind
I need to find
a new faith
after terrible fight
with charakterless alien.
He´s animal, not man!
He´s big dick!!!

napísanísané:: 4.5.2005

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