*Some words spoken too soon
Premature thoughts left to die
And now basking in our disappointment
So much anticipation in 6 walls of desolation
My mind wanders to the beginning
What was once a could be
Is now drifting down our river of silence*
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 3:31 AM UTC
*Some words spoken too soon
Premature thoughts left to die
And now basking in our disappointment
So much anticipation in 6 walls of desolation
My mind wanders to the beginning
What was once a could be
Is now drifting down our river of silence*
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