sábado, agosto 25, 2018

Time past
I feel a part
why you don't ear the voice
Of my heart
when I says no
You look at me
but never say that you like me
Now what
you don't have luck
Stop run
you are sick
And weak
you only have problems
Fat liger
know what
You will remember
why you cannot won
I'm to clever for you
I don't need to do magic
with the fingers
Love always won



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