
When you take mine......................
But i do cry easily......................
When you give me story......................
Of someone else’s sadness......................
Hot damn......................
How come......................
Is it really for that story......................
Or is it the postponed cry......................
I always imitate my life with the story in front of me......................
I really am crazy......................
Am i not ......................
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