Lycko Chizo

Rookie (Someday / Philippines)

Withered

No tender heart would not be touch by these scence:
A man whose so weak; on his death bed is dying
From any moment by now he would passed away
But I'm glad he'll be gone and I'll stay
I can't wait what will happen sooner
And now time has come, my wait is over
The last strand of his strenght was finally taken away by the cruel claw of death
He finally exhaled his very last breath
He's now gone - my enemy

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