Suddenly you turn around and don't want him to see your tears
No one wants to have a sensitive little consideration, others will hurt themselves
You are looking for a bosom friend
I believe that in the end, someone will know how to give and always change the true feelings
Where do you look for the vast sea of people
After all, believing is just believing
Sad again and again
Dry your tears, you change your love story, smile and pretend it's just sand
Loneliness begins to devour your heart, and his stories and jokes continue
Finally, it's the end of the night. You want to learn how to arm yourself
Practice all kinds of watches in the mirror and imagine that you won't be sad again
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