Hair of gold
Eyes blue as a thunderstorm
Face of tiny high bones
How are you so sad
Face in the mirror
Why do you swing like a pendulum
From happy to sad to nothing and back again
Someone stop the clock
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 5:30 PM UTC
Hair of gold
Eyes blue as a thunderstorm
Face of tiny high bones
How are you so sad
Face in the mirror
Why do you swing like a pendulum
From happy to sad to nothing and back again
Someone stop the clock
People who are always trying to make other happy, are the ones who need happiness the most. Need love the most.
