Aug 2013
The crow flies
People die
Souls are lost
Tears dry
Love fades
Blood stops dripping
The sun sets
Flowers turn to dust
People turn to stone
The crow freezes And life ..........
People die
Souls are lost
Tears dry
Love fades
Blood stops dripping
The sun sets
Flowers turn to dust
People turn to stone
The crow freezes And life ..........
A bit too short, sorry
(Indonesian/my country)
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