sujo no sujo

no no no, guy

i won’t play this fog

i use glass

with no doubt
just for my own protect

i won’t cry in front of you

i won’t play this game
of hide

and

sick

 

won’t ask you

won’t say nothing until you

 

i’ve already sad all my thuth

won’t die again on the corner

won’t write letters with heart
and cum

 

i won’t nothing

until you do.

 

guess you have already
years enough

to do

to me

your shave

is only magazine

TRIP.