Boy "L" opened the door
and found cold, rotting scrap garbage
"Even i'm the same." he mutters
and again closes the door
the bread thar girl was holding seemed delicious
so i threatened to hit her
and i made it my own
This contry is kind,and protects its futures
so they'll never forgive k!lling
because i am just a child right?
When loitering around town at night
i grasp onto a sweet butterfly
After being touched harshly,i can bite back and run away!