Your tone
still cracking my bone
and never to postpone
From the moment, of that night alone
And if I were true, would it be forgotten?
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 8:09 AM UTC
Your tone
still cracking my bone
and never to postpone
From the moment, of that night alone
And if I were true, would it be forgotten?
This is my ticket to this wonderland.
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