Let me explain.
I want the best for you, yes.
But among the flowerbed in my belly is a small pit.
Dark and black.
Jealously, rage, envy soon dribble down my lips.
I say good.
Bad, says the monster in me.
I want the best for you, yes.
But among the flowerbed in my belly is a small pit.
Dark and black.
Jealously, rage, envy soon dribble down my lips.
I say good.
Bad, says the monster in me.
Yes. Exactly how I feel these days.
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