That fake smile, On the lips... That fake smile, On the lips...

Of days that are merely numbered, Of days that are merely numbered,

The poem is a craving for the extra dark chocolate. The poem is a craving for the extra dark chocolate.

In tones of wonder I ask, Why does man fear, To lose a life, which to him is very dea In tones of wonder I ask, Why does man fear, To lose a life, which to him ...

Cause she kept on feeding herself Lies and artificials So that she can keep on living The s... Cause she kept on feeding herself Lies and artificials So that she can kee...

Demand of time, leads to communication, Technology is always available for disruptive innovation. Demand of time, leads to communication, Technology is always available for disru...