Lift me, Gift me
some flowers
Pale and rare.
Bereave me of love,
Tear me bare.
I was all chasing your Shadow
In a desert Vast
I had to tell thee Numberless
Grievances of past
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 3:59 AM UTC
Lift me, Gift me
some flowers
Pale and rare.
Bereave me of love,
Tear me bare.
I was all chasing your Shadow
In a desert Vast
I had to tell thee Numberless
Grievances of past
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