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Last Words of Irony

There's a long walk
An attempt to cross talk
To live through the barrier of crack
You should smile beside rightness that lack

I convince a smile
Simply put it in your mouth
Your words become the death of north
South despite the think of the old man, walking back and fort

Dearest dear,
The old orphan deer
We simply put on music between half stir
Crazily breathing the old man breath

Last words of the irony

Is it you my love?
I hear your smile in your question
Is it true that you cough?
Bleeding the truth through your throat

Startled the chat idle
Old doll between new face of battle

Chanting your name, my darling
Sweetest sugar in the pantry of lover
Between the sheet, my darling
Black roses the last one on garden of flower

Tell me, my darling
Tell me
Is it me egoisticaly want to be human?
You simply put it in my mouth
Stop treating the old wound with pout

Tell me, my darling
Should i stop?
For it to become too cruel for a joke
But i'm sorry darling
It never come
For the regret of it enough to choke