Every breath that I have,
Every phrase for you. And this cigaret in your mouth…,
Your hair on my knees and I wanna stay with you but you don’t want it.
Every thing makes me sad and bad.
Every thought makes me remember your face and it’s can be a reason
To take opportunity and not to became a prisoner. Your voice in my head. It’s terrible moment. Our existence is joke and your boyfriend is joker. Pull up your movements. Please stop every ideas. I want be with you but I hope you die here.
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