There’s a broken heart sitting on a park bench waiting just for you
Bleeding crimson down the wooden slats and metal railings
Like a collapsing scarlet avalanche I wait eternally for you
Sep 21, 2011
Sep 21, 2011 at 5:50 PM UTC
There’s a broken heart sitting on a park bench waiting just for you
Bleeding crimson down the wooden slats and metal railings
Like a collapsing scarlet avalanche I wait eternally for you
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