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Dec 2015
I haven't had a cig in a while,
I weep to the sounds of your laughing bells,
I keep cool to be able
to hear the truth within the lies.
All your memories,
I drink the purple grape to,
to mind the atmosphere.
My love,
you left me so often,
When are you coming home?
And I weep,
for the one who caught feelings.
I want to touch you,
I feel yellow.
Look at me with chestnut thoughts.
I ******* love you
and You Killed me.
It is cool, It is fine,
I don't mind at all my love.
When are you coming back
to the Roman times.
I will search for you in secret.
You are stuck onto me
and I want to drown you
in love and hate
I hate you,
I hate you.
I love You.
I'm happy for you
for you I am,
Don't call back
happy.
with an expiration date.
Take it
from me.
Abellakai
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Abellakai
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