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Gold and orange (damage and light)
I wonder why I want to hug you / chara
"I wish you got fat with my love
I don't chase, I want to be
"I" think
I know what it looks like
Can people see beauty and ugliness?
My heart is ugly,
Not unbeautiful
I think about the word Burning
Even if you say "beautiful"
Is it really beautiful?
Even if you say "thinking"
Do you really think about it?
Pig skin is poor in color
Of love
hatred
Eternal friend,
Do you know me
"I" -this is the end
Of the ugliness of this world
There is here
I'm your sun
Eternal friend
You are orange
I'm all ugly,
do you
Hurt from me of light
Shed tears of many colors
You know the heart of a fool,
Shines one by one
To gold purple
To the boy's cheek.
"I have no philosophy"
"There is no reason
Mind
Because it's polishing
The stars are at the bottom. "
In poetry
It ’s touching
Is it sloppy
The pistol is SEXY
I want to have it
I think of your loneliness
Do not use as a dust box
Meaning
Hit the (light door) next to the light
It ’s really important after being sharpened
I have no philosophy.
Heartache and calcium
With this milk
In heavy rain
To be hurt
The human world
Poetry dreams
It's the same
Doesn't matter
For skin with thorns, your
The color of tulips increases sensuously
The brilliance of this flower..
"I wish you got fat with my love
I don't chase, I want to be
"I" think
I know what it looks like
Can people see beauty and ugliness?
My heart is ugly,
Not unbeautiful
I think about the word Burning
Even if you say "beautiful"
Is it really beautiful?
Even if you say "thinking"
Do you really think about it?
Pig skin is poor in color
Of love
hatred
Eternal friend,
Do you know me
"I" -this is the end
Of the ugliness of this world
There is here
I'm your sun
Eternal friend
You are orange
I'm all ugly,
do you
Hurt from me of light
Shed tears of many colors
You know the heart of a fool,
Shines one by one
To gold purple
To the boy's cheek.
"I have no philosophy"
"There is no reason
Mind
Because it's polishing
The stars are at the bottom. "
In poetry
It ’s touching
Is it sloppy
The pistol is SEXY
I want to have it
I think of your loneliness
Do not use as a dust box
Meaning
Hit the (light door) next to the light
It ’s really important after being sharpened
I have no philosophy.
Heartache and calcium
With this milk
In heavy rain
To be hurt
The human world
Poetry dreams
It's the same
Doesn't matter
For skin with thorns, your
The color of tulips increases sensuously
The brilliance of this flower..
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