A mad person who don’t want to be love.
your love is hatred, it’s like I hate you
i’m crumble in piece’s, I don’t need you
a shark could bit my behind and I don’t
need you, a snake could hurt me, and i
still don’t need you, pain must stay until
I don’t see you
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