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Autumn - 2nd October 2016, 01:44 PM

It fell in the space of my hands,
To keep the floundering,
I love my nails broken leaked ...
I wrapped her husband in a dark wrap

Gömdük of my head to the pillow
Falling from my eyes every drip
Flowers opened the sheets ...

I'm tearing my eyelashes individual
I keep Törpüleyip,
When my eyelids heavy from Yuma
so you sink their dreams
Masia for real until he hurts ...

Every breath with alloy
All fractures in my hair
It stretches you
Each doorway
Sticking my nose
It must be the smell autumn in the wind
All my cell functioning,
My soul shivers.
No view at all window front
I'm waiting for the birth of Breathless eyes
Now wake me in spring ...

My rate already exceeds limit
All land for tar
I'm digging right by counting
the space for.
I no longer all black
I also worthy of you SA
In stark contrast is the bluish-green eyes
And are you tired of contrasts
When Fatigue hold me
I would be a drop of water in the ocean
Fluctuating unnoticed
I emphasized to you ...

Let me turn to fast start
loneliness in my internal medicine h-have me
Watch me in interior
You swallow the big city he
I have a lot of pavement under my feet
If they are cut off from roads;
Hilal, the brightest in my neck, I would guillotine
the fancy form of death ... I come to you!

Where suffering yağsa stone
All of the city's streets
Drying my body trembling
I was autumn leaves;
affectation to the Red spring.
It never changes seasons
I smell you neuter a range,
I pressed the Islayıp me.
Let's turn now
özenip childhood cry all you want.
Anaçlığı entrusted to fear fearlessness.

My head on my chest while swinging
I fix my eyes back and forth memories
My all drop you focused
This state of madness;
Cigarette smoke in the bends
Trying to touch your face call.
And one cry go out barefoot
... seek the shade on the streets!

Autumn,
fall should be ...
reason for the fall ...
To dress up the spirit of the dressing and skin.
I do not feel cold
not cold ...!


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Naulekahe par tere khoon ki boond hai,
Motiyo ki jagah par jada kaun hai,
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