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Maximum Ride Нападающая Shadows Группа: Модераторы Сообщений: 453	Добавлено: 23-01-2007 16:12
	Last race of my life My life – my game It’s still the same I want to die But I don’t cry Forever young… Oh God, I beg Don’t worry please, it’s not so dread My life is dead, my game is over… My soul is cheap, I won’t makeover One leg in grave… you think it’s easy? Let’s try. I see you say you’re busy You’re simply coward. It’s a shame But I don’t care. Your life – your game. I know good girls are sent to Heaven. I know bad girls are sent to Hell Why is it so? Oh. It’s a story But it is boring, I won’t tell Now, who am I? I’m good or bad? Yeah, it’s a question and it’s sad. May be I’m bird in golden cage And this will be my last life page. I want be free, not to depend On circumstances of the End. I soon will fly in open space Despite this will be last my race. Цитировать

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