El era un fabricante de MENTIRAS..
YO tenia las HISTORIAS DE CARTON.
mi VIDA era una fabula de LATA...
mis OJOS eran luces NEON..
Y NUNCA TENGAS FE...
QUE MIS MENTIRAS PUEDEN TRAER 麓麓DOLOR..麓麓
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