Making my being worse and worse
I can't breathe
It has clogged my senses
Drowsiness is calling me
I hate it!
I can't breathe
It's getting worse and worse
I want to be freed
Release me, release me...
As sweet at the chocolates...
As bitter as cacao...
IT'S JUST A SCOOP OF ICE CREAM!!!!
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