No continent....

No continent
On my hand to hide
My freezing mind
Where should I....?
Tell me dear.

The flowers forget to capture my face
The snow forget to drop from my eyes.
Heart vaporized as smoke
That I vomited on lips.
Hei, basted can u get me
Why did you let the decision?
See, your fingers are not yet straighten.
Go to hell or the rain of love will float you their.

No continent on my hand to hide you dear
No way to rewind the portion
Forgive me and forget me
As a story of a prince of dirty.

Here let me write the last word
My soul roamed and wounded.
Lost dreams, in you everything sank.

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