Unbearable
Naked children dance around the fire,
celebrate the victory against my purity and
humble.
Not a girl is men’s wishperer, not
beauty one entice men.
But a passion set men on madness,
chaos and triumph cry filled his hart like a bom.
Unclothes, shyless, insane, and
broken, nothing left but gloom, grieve men like hell.
Thought they’ve won, he’s beaten at
the first desire.
All men’s war, all men’s failure, all men’s silliness.
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