『Talk rot』
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『Ugly』
The cry not to arrive will sink it idly alone.
With mind to be broken,and to go for.
As for the self who is also broken,and goes together.
Even if only anything had a strong-willed will and thought and faith...
I spend annoyed days.
As a powerless child.
It became the toy without the which those days made...
As those days...
Reality not to change.
Please please tear this body.
It becomes the dust and disappears and wants to die.
Tears do not stay in emptiness.
It is empty to live.
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