Jun 2015
The door opens to shine light in.
Waking up but your never here...
Howling memories to break my tears.
A torn paper to make me smile...
A voice to remember.
The empty whisper in my ear...
Waking up but your never here...
Howling memories to break my tears.
A torn paper to make me smile...
A voice to remember.
The empty whisper in my ear...
(No home)
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