Why
Why?... What am I? Who am I? I dont know... You know. I'm just naive for you but I hide behind this mask, for you i always smile and out of sight I cry alone ... why don't I know myself? Tell me if you know me...
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Эмми Колд
Не зря учила английский) Стих с большим смыслом. И заставка супер)
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Akira Yamanoka
@Эмми Колд спасибо)
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