theres goes an instance
When I take my hand
To reach deep within
And crushed my own heart
So you see it relieves
That bitter agony that comes
When the wind whispers
The names of others
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
theres goes an instance
When I take my hand
To reach deep within
And crushed my own heart
So you see it relieves
That bitter agony that comes
When the wind whispers
The names of others
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