Today my boy becomes old.
His hands are surrounded gold.
I want to understand his crop.
He is a cowboy bebop.
He is rude.
He isn’t my dude.
I don’t know what his soul includes.
He likes jazz.
I like grunge.
And nothing can change.
Few years I was thinking about you.
I thought that I like you.
And when I looked in your eyes,
I saw a lot of lies.
Today my boy becomes old.
He was enrolled .
I’m happy that I'll never see him.
I will running around gold brim.
I have a habit:
Like to listening to Black Sabbath.
Make a person idol,
but in real he is an idle
Today my boy becomes old.
I'll say goodbye him.
Young dragon forgives you.
Goodbye, my love.
obsoplivlenni
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