weeks were wasted,
but days perfected.
how unforgiving:
time, and him.
while your heart is breaking
in front of a fire;
the world still spins,
and hope dies dim.
Jul 18, 2019
Jul 18, 2019 at 1:28 PM UTC
weeks were wasted,
but days perfected.
how unforgiving:
time, and him.
while your heart is breaking
in front of a fire;
the world still spins,
and hope dies dim.
inspired by the film.
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