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A gunshot trigger
Explosive unexplainable anger
How can possibly wounded the deaf?
They're lost and unprepared for everything
Guilt never washes my sin
Until an everlasting grief
Won over me

Petals of armor, the beauty of kindness
A prayer to hope, I'll achieve happiness
Forgive and forget
Something I never met
But future is far ahead
You cannot read the yet unsaid

ꊰլԾᎳꂅᏒ'Ꮥ ცլԾԾოᎥภg Ꭵภ ოᎩ ოᎥภᎠDonde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora