BAD DREAM
Last night is the sorrow
but it will be okay when I meet tomorrow
Even that is a hard things
while some people give me a wings
Such a sky is collaps
when I meet her
but this fancy stick around together
Trying to fly
While still self a lie
A better place is hide
Enough to falling down
There is a chic in
uptown
This mess up things must
ends
Banned
Banned
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