When you don’t leave me, you can’t hear me.
I understand you, because I like you.
Your words, your choice,
I cannot ignore it, but you did it, I feel it.
I am frozen
Like a piece of ice,
I wasn’t ever holding,
I cannot feel this lies.
My ugly person
Don’t look up,
Of course, I still like frozen,
Don’t say: «Hurrah! »
I smelt a little,
You’re make a fake smile,
My way is ended,
My dreams are dying…
I’m going to isle of misery and pain.
My ugly person
Don’t look up,
Of course, I still like frozen,
Don’t say: « Hurrah! »
Cold darkness
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