Got up today and my oldman told me that there's a package for me in the hall... open up the box and all I can say is... Dun pray pray... presenting the brake disk I got for my ride...
Every day, I woke with this fear... I keep asking myself "What am I leaving
When I'm done here?"
So if you're asking me,I want you to know...
When my time comes, please forget the wrong that I've done and help me leave behind some reasons to be missed.
please don't resent me, but keep me in your memory...
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