Oct 2017
The flames have died,
the candles are spent.
The flowers have wilted,
but the tears hasn't stopped.
Today,
The wind blows in a different direction
time had past
but the tears just wont dry.
the candles are spent.
The flowers have wilted,
but the tears hasn't stopped.
Today,
The wind blows in a different direction
time had past
but the tears just wont dry.
