Oct 2015
My heart
it craves the warmth of your love
My soul
it longs for the presence of yours
And though there are thousands of words in my head
thousands of words will remain unsaid
it craves the warmth of your love
My soul
it longs for the presence of yours
And though there are thousands of words in my head
thousands of words will remain unsaid
(Poland)
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