Therapy Mine

‎Thursday, ‎May ‎30, ‎2013
Or I exclaim in condemnation
But it could be for the last time
And abyss of eternity could event
And it’s not right
Have the taste of its fatigue
Where running ruse will not be able to hold deceitfulness and hide
Where shall I lock myself,
Love has failed every time
But soon this haughty guy will devastate and cry
Close your eyes and turn yourself and lie
But it could be for the last time
Where things can’t be returned while it dies
So when I try and trying hoax this version abash
You should laugh for me, every time in every line.

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