i'm afeared of a thing i can't see,
naught in this circus can be held;
dissolving in the dizziness of you,
whatever ache my brain abides,
the foolish heart has conquered life.
Mar 16, 2024
Mar 16, 2024 at 10:52 PM UTC
i'm afeared of a thing i can't see,
naught in this circus can be held;
dissolving in the dizziness of you,
whatever ache my brain abides,
the foolish heart has conquered life.
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