my smile is beautiful, my life shines like the sun rays,the gates gathered as bells rang passengers laughing as the craft art lovely art, that shows something apart of memories, yet I despise these hatred sounds
so firm yet dull I hate the cheerful people just create something but I want to destroy it. Just destruction and agony burn it in flames and crash it while sins awaken.
Public Domain
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