Words kill, in case you don't notice.
But as far as i am concerned, words don't literally kill.
Come here ay, listen to this echoing sound of an empty heart i have been living with
And watch this hypocrite man standing before you
He might not cheer with joy, but to stand still and not fade he must
May God bless you, with a heart nothing like mine.
Coz mine has been destructed, and God gives him some time.
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