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Beag ioc fein!

Sitting by the moonlight
All alone
Sipping beer at night
In the cold

I wish that it wasn't just words
To be real
It seems so simple
Yet so impossible

What is true
What I can feel
Is a needle going through
Another hole to be made
The pain is numbed
But it still feels so fucking good

Beer and moonlight
They don't seem to meet
Do they hate each other?
Or do they just hate me?

But that is fine
I'll have Adam and Eve
With some leaves
All crafted with lead

Abel and Cain
Soon to be born
With my hands
They will form

On paper,
Yes they all are
But truly
I can't care less

Eve looks like a Bishounen
If not a Haha-taipu
And this is so weeaboo
To be using such terms