а можно я опять вспомню детство, за которым скрываеться вся правда...
а можно я покатаюсь на качелях....вспоминая то что поздно...
и опять понимая всю глупость....я возращаюсь к единой мысли о тебе...
ты моя слабость...ты мое детство....
(с)

я ненавижу тебя ДИАНА...
I Hate You

Why you use me?
You simply use those of whom you many years loved.
Actually loved.
You do not know from what have refused, that have lost.
I trusted you. I trusted in you.
I knew that you such will make, me not painful, I waited, and you have made it.
And I for the sake of you all days off on flight became not myself.
(......)
how the sky and the ground.
But you spoke me another.