No flavour days sounds bad
Bad is wait for the chicken's egg
I'll let them illude themselves
It's hard to write with words of death,dead
Death,come
Death,save
Death,and go
Death...
The Universe is blazing to me
I asked to the sky that i die at sleep
Don't meddle in the children's plays
We live here to feel the pain,i guess
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