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I was shattered with pain
I almost forgot the essence of having a happy life.
I closed every door for social casualties. I almost forgot how to move my muscles in order to smile.
I felt numb. I felt disgrace.
All I wanna do is run my money backward and forward.
I'm sick and tired of such love stories.
I'm Sick and tired of poverty.
I'm sick and tired of simplicity.
I was fighting for something un official.
Maybe for love? For money? For dignity or just for pride.
I was hanging between Life and death. I'm a mosquito flying like a sweet butterfly. Or more like a sweet butterfly killing like a mosquito.
I was poisoned by his sweat yet craving to drink more from him.
I may lived my life fast forward or holding on preview.