Angels Do you know why you need to be woven for me is what is called a man, it makes me lonely because men could not understand my feelings that people who dig what direction were repeatedly refilled every time. I hurt when I'm just a lonely man, only undertakings torment me with something called a friend on earth, love is a beautiful thing for humans, but for me it is just a needle prick up direction only. And every time it made me change what I do is bring eye drops overridden. My eye is black. Two drops transformed my hair and the wings of a crow. Three drops of the Department. My heart is as black as night with a solution, I have lived in it until the chains drying. Lives are lost Angels Do you know why you have to be woven into what is called a man.
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