Doubt hung for a fleeting moment ,
Then you dragged me under the waterline,
Never to go up for air again,
Your hand never leaving mine.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 8:02 AM UTC
Doubt hung for a fleeting moment ,
Then you dragged me under the waterline,
Never to go up for air again,
Your hand never leaving mine.
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