People
"people are pain,
they spill gasoline over you
and set you on fire with their touch.
leaving piles of ashes everywhere
and the smell of burned skin.
they're saying they love with a heart
but they're thinking without a head.
we burn them,
they burn us,
it is an endless circle.
people are pain,
i guess it's human nature."
29.01.2017
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