The taste your mouth
is like the air i breath
White without clouts
And the silence bite me
like a tree
So who loves you
more than me?
Sometimes i behave like a child
but i need your help
But you don't understand me?
and keep fighting with me
And i don't know why, if you like me?
like you say...
What kind a friend we are?
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