I am compelled I do not even obliged to In my mind I would keep the name as mıh Eyes grow is growing I do not know mecburum You know me the heat. Preparing trees to fall Does this city is the old Istanbul In the dark clouds are parts One side of the street lamp is The smell of rain on pavement I am obliged not you. Sometimes love is fearful dismally People are tired all of a sudden one evening later Prisoners to live in the razors edge Sometimes it will break your hands passion How many lives are removed from a living What if you knock the door sometimes Humming in the back of the misery of loneliness Fatih in a poor playing gramophone From ancient times to play a Friday I stop and listen to sound at the beginning of the corner Should I bring unused gök Week disaggregated data is available How do I go What if I keep I am obliged not you. Maybe June or mottled blue boy Ah, you do not know who does not know Eyes hijack freighter is a desert Maybe you get on the plane in Yesilkoy Horripilation is all wet Maybe youre blind, are in rural precipitancy Wind will bring bad hair What a time to live if you think These wolves have perhaps mess But without dirtying our hands Ayıpsız What a time to live if you think Susan would also start with the name Order to move inside of the secret sea No other kind will not be I am obliged to you never know.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Oct 2013 21:13:47 +0000
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