I can cry millions of times.
I can shed tears like a crocodile,
or like a genuine human.
If you trust me enough
to explore your happiness
within my life,
you are more than welcome.
Come anytime, my dear.
Come with the glam rock
that sparkles through your personality,
and I will pay for everything
that is valuable to you.
But my tears might not be the same.
They might not be the same.



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