Worn Out
I'm worn out
Fuel's burned out
Can think nothing now
With no single doubt
I drag myself on the bed
"Why, Hello!" the night said
Heavy become my eyelids
Farewell, today
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- A person living in Seoul and will be going to Montreal - Adore making rhymes or lines while taking a shower
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