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Obsession
Silence of dead one,
Feeding me sneakly.
I have a obsession about them,
With some reason.
Like what I feel,
While angels painting sky,
To hell's red.
Like what I hear,while the moon downs.
Depth of...
Feeding me sneakly.
I have a obsession about them,
With some reason.
Like what I feel,
While angels painting sky,
To hell's red.
Like what I hear,while the moon downs.
Depth of...
