For You, Mr. Murderer.

There's nothing to be told

There's nothing to be forgiven

You did those hellish things

You shoot me with your deadly weapon, iam give up

you gave me that kind of chaos through this vain

so why don't you give me a death injection ?

I am nothing, she is everything

i am damn thing, she is best thing

We are totally different

Making you as mine is just a imagination

i don't even know is this love or such an admiration.

I hate you when you're walking with your selfish

you're not more than a dirt

a dirt.

Thanks for all the pain

thanks for all the tears

thanks for all the smile

thanks for making me like a foolish

and thanks for making me addicted to you ..

(yes, this is for you, the one who always uses this shoes

you know who you are.)

Monochromatic Hopes.

Bloody sunday night, i waited for your call..

Did the foolish and hellish things..
i knew it that i was so stupid..

As the time goes by, you had't called me yet..

Where are you Mr. Creepy-Fatty-Jerky ?

For some reason, that i couldn't tolerate, i just have to leave you..

I wrote some letters to you,

i knew it sound so melancolis,

but i just wanted you to know what i hope for you ..

Yeah, goodbye!

i pretended to be happy,

Even inside of me ...

It just felt like i stabbed my lungs.

It hurted.

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