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BlackHeart


I look as gentle as flower’s petal

But everybody treats me as a hard metal

I am the unique naure made arts

But nobody cares about me.cause I have got black heart

 

I look as innocent as a child

But everybody treats me as a wild

I am not in bad flood

 But nobody care about me.cause I have got bad blood

 

I don’t have any bad desire

But everbody thinks that I am hurting fire

Everybody give me a lot of pain

Cause I have got bad vein

 

I am as good as hobbits

But everbody think I have got bad habbits

I think I am in hell

Cause I have got bad cell

                                                          

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