2 years.

i'll go wherever i flee.
let me feel the agony.
I welcome you devil.
For if you dont wanna go, might as well stay,
So that i can listen.
And learn.

2nd time is the last time.
I dont want to but i'll disappear
if there is to be a 3rd time.

I'm packing my belongings..
And it is your option to unpack everything..
Only one person has the spare keys.
'You' know who that person is..

I'll carry 'the' strawberry..
That once tastes like sweet memories..
There wont be goodbyes..
Because we can disappear completely..
Like a sweet dreams from a long slumber..

2 years and no one come close as you..

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