Jun 2018
Loneliness looks me in the eyes
Takes me by my frigid hands,
And pulls me into an embrace
Silent and stoic, it holds me
Into the darkest night
A clandestine meeting
With no end in sight
Takes me by my frigid hands,
And pulls me into an embrace
Silent and stoic, it holds me
Into the darkest night
A clandestine meeting
With no end in sight
(30/F/Washington, US)
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