Acid Paper #02

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Warlock - Sleepless nights. Yes or no? Will or will not?

   If you read the first issue ACiDpaper, you probably remember
"Warlock". And today, read the sequel. Do not consider
graphomaniacs me, but once it's all a lot to me
means ...

Thinking out loud ...
Only fools learn from their mistakes.
Well, I prefer to be a fool, because
I know that the experience of others is not always helpful.
"Sorry, I thought you were smart ... and you're a fool"
Thoughts ... I hate them.
Modest booze threesome. Again pillows about anything
and everything little by little. People get offended.
I guess I just can not drink.
 Again, a big company. Sound toast, can be heard
whisper glasses. Shut up, I drink to the beautiful ladies!
Drunken stupor. Again thoughts. In the eyes of the already 
flickering vodka All ready to help, advise, sympathize.

How do I want to be away from this
table of this house, of that city. Get out!
Away from the country. The new moment of reflection
Vicious circle.

No, not a circle. Spiral. Each of its revolution
turns to a new level. But each time
turns all the more terrible.

Sleepless nights. Yes or no? Will or will not?

                                     Fall asleep
And I see my grandmother with a scythe at the door. No! Go!

      I'm gonna live forever! I do not want to die!

        I do not want to grow old! I do not want to grow up!

Cigarette in hand. Twilight. Music. Broken glass
on the floor. I do not know much? Put out bull ...
Yes, it confused the hand and an ashtray. Strong
Pain pushes weaker. Strong emotions
something to burn through in a person - so they say.
And as it was the first time? Remember
Pain was not, there was nothing to turn off.

Games. Play until like the rules.
Defeated or not?


             Another dream. A familiar face. Where have I seen 
him? 

           Pain. Painfully familiar face.

     ■ Chasing those thoughts away and not return

           them never

            No, it's not so easy ... Can be translated

                conversation from one topic to another, and very

                ■ easy. But where to go from thinking?



-Hey, chaps dashing, what is freedom?
-Do what you want in morality?
-Freedom - is lack of personal stories

The first step - erase personal history.
We have to change yourself. Need to love yourself more
others. Need to become angry.
Man - man. No, not a wolf. Friend, comrade
and geisha. Today you, tomorrow you
And yesterday was ty.Esli Tomorrow Comes

Glory. Puppy dog ​​enthusiasm for its first rays.
Conceit and insensibility in its heyday.
And why is it necessary? Who that prove?
Today, top, tomorrow's nose in the shit.
Each lecturer has handed over the vector ...
Step Two - live for today

Music. She saves when ill.
Close your eyes and you're not here but somewhere far away.
Again, these thoughts. Get away from me, dummy!
Think, head of the case. Cap will not buy, but poglazhu.

Books. Pieces of the passions and destinies. Pages
wind blows. What a fall last?
Flame of a candle shines and warms the life

New blood is spilled on the ground.
And fast it absorbed.
Through constantly stinging shame ...

Friends. No, comrades. Friends far away.
And it wants to spit in his face, to build the bed,
humiliate and trample. Otherwise
obliterate you. In a fine powder

Bride of the wind. Stinky little man.
Serial killer. Crazy chick.
This immortal. Knight Upgrade

Death. How many of you will be my friends?
No one. A pity. Would look at all
grieving and return
scream "I'm here!"

I'm still here