Day 341: Gang


Words are just words. So do lies. But it matter, they hurt. Use as weapon and for love. For it get hurt to be born. To be alive and live on. To speaks and hurt all along. This is again the circle round Where had you been found? Isn’t there a coffe shop around?


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