Saturday 13 February 2010 photo 1/1
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The bonds in my crumbling heart wakes up as you touch my finger
My wandering self will disappear in the shapeless darkness
My faded feelings are far away
What I am looking for is probably myself
The future is way over my head
My wandering self will disappear in the shapeless darkness
My faded feelings are far away
What I am looking for is probably myself
The future is way over my head
Annons