Erick68

At last I've repaired "Kiev-4". It is our family relict - I've got it from my father, he got it from my grandfather, which got it from my grandgrandfather. Now I'm getting my place in film photography.

Tomorrow never comes today. Tomorrow never comes tomorrow. It's not the time. It is too late To rescue souls - alredy hollow. And step by step they have to follow Already made by someone way, Because of which they cannot stay Because of which they always sorrow About every leaving day. And every day they wait tomorrow, Which never ever comes today And every day they are await For something that can change their fate And brake embrace of endless horror.

Don't smile It's the last one Living mile It's cold All is happening As it was told Madness? Can you feel Gray color's sadness? Lights Quicker than quickest On the different soul sides By the way- Today's that day. So... Smile It's the last one Living mile