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Aug 2015
Why
Sometimes I don't know why,
We rather live than die,
Nobody want to see us cry,
How are we supposed to get our piece of mind,

Don't think, just jump,
Just slit, you're a slump,
Feel the heat, keep the gas pumped,
Carve your meat, You're no trump.
Kelvin
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Kelvin  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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