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Dry cryhood
Clear order
I growed a heart. A broken heart, made of delusions and betrayals, nourish with lies. Made to protect me, made to save me. Eventually I get. I’m going to dry all my hate, and love It. Sure. I’m going to love It, and dry all my hate. I cultivated a heart. A broken heart, made of spites and falsehoods, nourish with mirages, … Continua a leggere
Private secret
I struggle with confusion as if I were in a trance I scream out all my thoughts It all just for a simple thing My room I fight with madness As a drunk boy I mixed all the notices about It In the right order It all just for a simple thing My room I need my privacy I need … Continua a leggere