Chapitre 40: Same Awnsers
I say sorry for the littlest things, my excitement shouting at you
My dry eyes looking onto your work but you make it seem like it is fire on wood
Do I push too hard? Or is it your misunderstandment
Annoying you see me, but I see you as crackling smoke pouring my answers in your head
I gave you it all but I haven't gave you the shake of my true, ruby eyes
Reading letters on a fake paper assuming the tone of my voice is rather hard
I do not know if it was my mistake, my tyranny of my words instead
I wish I knew my final answer to her instead of being a robot for the cause
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État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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