The music got loud when somebody whisper to her chest She written over Overrated books to her mind She still sleepin' too early, She kinda feelin' to cry about Loses, cries, tires, and all the cripplin' stuffs breaking down the presents So, if that's all it was She barely left him the first She'd be the only one whom to be mean She giving in She giving up The wind start to murmur while she sinkin' in, It's heard and felt like there's no left her inside She wish, she always does and she was scared to losing all control the guts tried to rolls like a trol Could you pinch her, like now? Pardon her to caught out the crossfire The book's so good, aren't you? 'Till you tore out the pages
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