A woman in a quiet night was dragging her. There was no soul like a dead body. The home opened the door, but he heard her blame from all directions. She still drag the body into her own world. She was once again. Memories painfully broke his skin in the lancet of his epidermis. The scar of the lance on the bone marrow, so that she can't wear the exposed clothes like usual girls. If there is a knife, I will record the sad heart at the moment, but she didn't make him because of her pain Even the ventilation of ventilation did not fall like a block meat. I wanted to make a call. She was confused. She was confused. I had to punish her. She lost the direction. She must face the role of killer. She was crazy and waited until what was this is that her life may face may face maybe she is helpless, but she wants to see a little bit of sunshine because her life is too dark. She wants to come out. The shadow that is always can't walk, she is looking forward to that person can pick up her out of the horrible world. She is in order to love her arrogance. She is not interested. She is forgiving to love the great pain. She does not forget that she does not endure. Will you make your own happiness? Do you wait until you have a self-esteem? No, even a "I love you", there is no such a dead body woman finally reflects what she is doing? She is crying, maybe it is bleeding. She is so strong that she is crying. She is so strong that she is not allowed to cry. She is proud. She is not allowed to let others see him crying her self-esteem. She is so smashed. It's the same as spells, I will die forever, I will never live next year, she will not come back again - Dragon Head commemorates himself 16:33 04-3-22
