Bottled With Winter Winds
I,you and the closest
Bottled with winter winds
Clones of one another
Covered with passionate love
People see us in numerical holes
Driven with early thoughts
We grow our own cells,
We grow our own prejudice
Immoral stars aren't always ugly
My closest live with primary stigma,
Fallen and dived
Notions doesn't matter
Empathy is a must
Buy our expensive hearts
And bring the new twilight
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