TheMouseProblem
незрелой психике любого инфанта свойственна бессознательная стихийная защита от ответственности
My love was pure my love was love
Shining on me like sun above
The truest promise I could make
My love was jerk my love was fake
He's stayed with me two longest years
Blinding my eyes deafing my ears
He loved me hated me and I
I wished him death he never died

My love was tricky second love
He was like star flying above
My falling star so far and fast
He covered me in his stardust
It sticks my skin and makes me shiver
So I will shine forever silver
He taught me witness of a prophet
My second love was love was perfect

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