In war, which does not exist. The light comes back when I release it.
Goodnight Paris Jackson
Vocal
Un taken time Be mine Won't ya hear often at home Darling dear Even words won't stay alone
New hurt in the door How I made it up on that page You turned inside of my heart Call forgiveness back Tell em all I haven't learned
The lines of how we lived Taken out Sold around my resting place Wars come out And I let it drag you back in
Will another hand ride it out? These are places forbidden To go without Travel in another's time When telling yourself of me Let sheets bring honest tarnish Wearing the gloves gonna be mine
In the ******* wanders Ventura Gothic Spinderella Poet Devastated Stencil
Nice try Kendall
What the cost in life Of more selfish compassion doll?
Media Window Allowance Per illness I perhaps can do this
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This is happened. To you.
I'm capable of something else.
Request of blind eye? Okay You never existed.
In war, which does not exist. The light comes back when I release it
Thanks for the boat ride home to Lake Buchanan I got my postcard in my photo album.