I gave my soul to you
To later return
She weeps and screams inside of me
From the lessons she had learned
I try to comforting her calmy
It hardly works
She's discouraged by love
Comparing this to a flower that never made it
Out of the dirt
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 7:26 PM UTC
I gave my soul to you
To later return
She weeps and screams inside of me
From the lessons she had learned
I try to comforting her calmy
It hardly works
She's discouraged by love
Comparing this to a flower that never made it
Out of the dirt
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