my tender heart speaks
and i listen but cannot
believe those words:
“the building of my life
was upon fire and i
had no escape!”
:: 12182015 ::
my tender heart speaks
and i listen but cannot
believe those words:
“the building of my life
was upon fire and i
had no escape!”
:: 12182015 ::
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