'Cause when I've greeted anybody...
they're always mad at me...
sometimes, they call me "a jerk" even "a fool"
actually, they make me very sad...
they make me regret... regret to be alive...
-___-
sorry, I've mood to talk with english, forgive me friends.
sorry I can't make a good poetry... -___-
forgive me...
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