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Birth Days

The weather write of what. It is not going to be playing
You the ballad. Are what i sing
The thoughts we hung up on? His burials
Are those last of us going
To be ever feeling. Remorseless,
What we'll feel with your not being
Ironic, I've put you on such levels with mud.

na-hurt lagi ko ani. that's what i felt while reading this...ambot lang.


tabang! what's wrong with me, i can't make a decent write anymore...heeeellllppp...

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