I wish I had eyes bright enough to light up your darkest days
Hands that stroked your hair in just the right way
I wish I had the right kind of love to make you stay
work in progress
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 4:13 AM UTC
I wish I had eyes bright enough to light up your darkest days
Hands that stroked your hair in just the right way
I wish I had the right kind of love to make you stay
work in progress
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