Secret Life
Secret life
A secret existence, you don’t know who he is
You see him, but you don’t know his dark side
Yeah, it looks like he is a simple man. Evil life
Sure, he can not be a saint, wrong people created
Created him, malicious people. But he is good
Doesn’t want anything bad, just live and feel
But the selfish lives kill him, because fine
Not like the evils, but what he can do? Answer?
Yes, there is the answer
They are fouls!
You must be fouled too!
Against them!
Said a gangster gang
But how?
By mind
Controlled
Control
I won!
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