When the survivor begs
Midnight call is like
chicken legs
Stirring up the
suspicion
I was a woman when he
became a man
The one who explores
the phone inch by inch
He snatches it and
hides in the world of revenge
Calling every
relationships and friendships
He sees if he can test
chastity by putting it down in the fire
Unable to extinguish
the unquenchable fire
Initiator of the
Justice Speaking Film
For a chaste girl
He argues that there
are no midnight calls
Missing calls
Says not to touch the chaste
pendulum
Each of my side
arguments
He smokes to say the
least and smokes cigarettes
My apologies for each
time
Put it down as finished
cigarette and crush it with his foot
Before three knots
Cunningly he says how
many men were over
It is incomprehensible
to ask for revenge without knowing it
He gives the final
chance for me
To live with himself as
a last resort
To live as a slave in a
world without mobile phone
Compels unconditional
consent
Like the story of
trusting the king and abandoning her husband
The story of throwing a
man for a cell phone
I'm going to shiver
when it scares me
Unconditional
compulsion and unconditional freedom
Get confused and
confused
Mix in the light coming
from somewhere
When the legs step out
and out
Why does he start
begging me to pick up my mobile phone
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