Apr 2014
He will never,
Fill your lungs,
With sweetness.
He will never,
Hold your,
Aching hand.
He will never,
Mend the,
broken pieces.
He will never,
Learn to,
understand
Fill your lungs,
With sweetness.
He will never,
Hold your,
Aching hand.
He will never,
Mend the,
broken pieces.
He will never,
Learn to,
understand
(I'm sorry I can't think of anything to write recently)
