.There is an aftertaste to celebrate
In the swings of my suicide,
or the lines I will draw by myself
Within the grasp, fictitious pasts, and all my doubts
How can you see through the shadows
With the blinding light (Burning in your eyes)
So where will all of you be
When the killi.
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