cris balm Poems

when i saw her first time,
i think m only,
i don't know is that crime,
i think m lonely..
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when i see the deep sky,
i think about how can fly

when i see in the night,
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my girlfriend and my gold ring
i was the best felt like the king

my toothbrush my towel
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there was one way
the way, the road
named social road
it had limit, its not broad
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