Has broken the body, the body is broken,
The desire has been also left behind,
The desire to be my wand is only a wish,
Or else the desire Where a lot has already been depleted,
I hear any pain, I laugh so much loudly,
what should I do now, and my conscience has died?
The crowd is overwhelmed when all I see,
the blood now emerges from blood-liver is gone,
what a great gift you had given me,
Now every pistol has become carcass,
if I remember we gathering up go ohm…beauty,
now the eyes like a sea is also went flows in your memory,
Your eyes exhausted body where did he go,
He is probably ruthless in the untimely nights by the times of his..! !
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