I'll fight against being sweet.
Everytime I paint that beautiful picture and show it.
Something bad happens.
To be happy, I must not paint my emotions the canvas.
I must let it sink it.
then again, what's joy when we can't share it?
Everytime I paint that beautiful picture and show it.
Something bad happens.
To be happy, I must not paint my emotions the canvas.
I must let it sink it.
then again, what's joy when we can't share it?
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