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Apr 2020
Pray silence
I'm out of sense
We all good people since
The world ran out of sins

Then here comes the mist
Of the abandonment of the first
Suddenly it's come as it is
When the snow comes down the stairs

Phone rings don't pick up
I needed you to stop
Our love, it's all messed up
But please, girl don't give up

No one will win this time
You'll always have been mine
You say that we'll be fine
But you have crossed the line

My love where are you?
Don't you wanna stay for long
Far from the sounding song
There's nothing felt so wrong
Another piece born from boredom
GRAVE27
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GRAVE27  17/M/Indonesia
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