Feeling the remote emotions,
Ending up in a mental hospital,
However, any pill would heal
The heart aches of the Little Mia...
Towards la la land,
Yet, the cast is GONE,
He has only the rubbish script now,
Moving out in a dungeon,
The piano voices make the Little Mia
Delusional, insane and fixated...
Towards la la land,
Yet, the moon has stopped shining,
He has only the silence now,
Scattered away down to the end of UNIVERSE,
The vindictivieness is waiting for its own time,
The wasted hopes slowly have been dispersed
In the twisted images of black swans
That has no choice of being a part
Of entrapped souls of the TWO DARK COINS
Waiting for to be hidden in creepy skulls...
PS: IT'S COMPLETELY OVER. STOP HOLDING MY ARMS TOO TIGHT AND STOP SQUEEZING MY SHOULDERS AND STOP ASKING FORGIVENESS AND STOP YOUR WEIRD SOUL CONNECTION. ADMIT THAT I DO NOT LOVE YOU ANYMORE...
GOOD-BYE...
STOP MESSING UP WITH MY YOUTUBE CHANNELS...
Little Buddha Girl
I seek for a LONELY MAN who HAS A REAL face...
WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND...
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