Every morning,
I wake up with a hope,
A hope of happiness.
A hope that all my pains will end.
But at the end I am left alone with my BROKEN SOUL..
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 1:33 AM UTC
Every morning,
I wake up with a hope,
A hope of happiness.
A hope that all my pains will end.
But at the end I am left alone with my BROKEN SOUL..
I AM BR---OK----EN
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