I cursed every tear that dripped from my blue forsaken eyes, rolled down my cheeks, to rest at my lips, the ones that never got to call you dad.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
I cursed every tear that dripped from my blue forsaken eyes, rolled down my cheeks, to rest at my lips, the ones that never got to call you dad.
I don't know how much longer I can keep my head above the waves.
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