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Nowadays everything is razor to my heart
I know honey
we are star-crossed lovers
both of us are on a razor edge
Why is my zodiac fighting me?

I swear my love
some day
my soul
will get marriage with your memories
and that day
my wounded eyes got heal

"Red Wine_03 February 2013"
And somebody exists
They've got brain malnutrition
Their brains puke and get diarrhea

"Red Wine_23 December 2012"

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