Starring on by the reflection on glasses piece,
Seeing a face brace with a cheerful cheese,
In real you are but full with tears,
Life is however going by the double deals.
On the cloud by the first class grade,
Cuddle on the bed by your baby breeze,
Joyful tears greet over those little fragile eye,
Those were days embraced by the angel like.
Make a hand toss over your master piece,
Lay on the bed like a broken tile,
Grieving by the hands of a depart soul,
Those were days tramped by the devil howl.
Seeing a face brace with a cheerful cheese,
In real you are but full with tears,
Life is however going by the double deals.
On the cloud by the first class grade,
Cuddle on the bed by your baby breeze,
Joyful tears greet over those little fragile eye,
Those were days embraced by the angel like.
Make a hand toss over your master piece,
Lay on the bed like a broken tile,
Grieving by the hands of a depart soul,
Those were days tramped by the devil howl.
Life is an equal for every life being,
As pacing and facing kept your life going,
Noted the value and return that it sell,
A step in heaven leads a foot to hell.
A step in heaven leads a foot to hell.
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