im becomeing weak
but only of a shear
i have no fear
even when i make others tear
as i seem to fade
but not of age
i go into the light
with all my might
its a delight
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 4:45 PM UTC
im becomeing weak
but only of a shear
i have no fear
even when i make others tear
as i seem to fade
but not of age
i go into the light
with all my might
its a delight
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