i should run beneath from my nose! i run! i run harder! where is the place of solitude? where is the place of harm. not on your shoulder. not on your arms. its here! i found the place. a stranded solitude. it feels like we only go backwards dont you know? i am tired of this. tired of this nightmare. tired of this game. i feel so much pathetic. so much dying. so much hatred. you are unknown. you are an alien. you aint love me. break it please. break it. backwards repeat backwards. run you are coming to town. bring joy is your armed weapons. you do nothing but push me into the side of the hill. you are silent. not for your toys. you talk to them. talk to them and make your toys silently. its me your pathetic friend.
WHAT DO YOU WANT!
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