Having a mind of stone
But soft on a raining day
Cause the rain has hit his mints
Like a piece of paper
Used by blind elite
Always dreaming of buying the world
But his dream never comes through
Cause loneliness smiles
On a day mearnt for clowns
Sitting on a sofa chair
Mearnt for the confident
Praying for the world
To swallow the ones who really cares
And buying room in his heart
For those who want his downfall
©eliztwitt
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