The time has gone so fast,
But the scars that is etched
on my skin still remains,
My blood soaked heart still pours,
Cause for the invisible thorn
that is protruded from it.
Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 8:45 AM UTC
The time has gone so fast,
But the scars that is etched
on my skin still remains,
My blood soaked heart still pours,
Cause for the invisible thorn
that is protruded from it.
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