You need to grow,
To feel the pain of loosing.
You need to bleed,
And hurt a little alone.
Because love grasps blindly
From where you've fallen,
It does not scream
When you stand tall.
Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 2:19 AM UTC
You need to grow,
To feel the pain of loosing.
You need to bleed,
And hurt a little alone.
Because love grasps blindly
From where you've fallen,
It does not scream
When you stand tall.
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