My words exist behind the screen.
Just letters to you, I lost my purpose
I pray you be blessed with King and no stress
actions misjudged, solemn enough
Upon the sunrise, I pray the light finds its way into my soul...
Goodbye...
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 1:27 PM UTC
My words exist behind the screen.
Just letters to you, I lost my purpose
I pray you be blessed with King and no stress
actions misjudged, solemn enough
Upon the sunrise, I pray the light finds its way into my soul...
Goodbye...
Is there really life after love?
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