Jul 2016
I still hear your voice,
But it’s not the same as it once was.
No longer do you sing me to sleep.
Now it’s more of an echo,
Still lingering in my mind.
But it’s not the same as it once was.
No longer do you sing me to sleep.
Now it’s more of an echo,
Still lingering in my mind.
(23/North Carolina)
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