December 2009
So every single day begins and ends the same. I see them pushing to get on board a crowded train. Out of the pouring rain, to face another pain.. Why you so afraid of the other side? It's just a big p
So every single day begins and ends the same. I see them pushing to get on board a crowded train. Out of the pouring rain, to face another pain.. Why you so afraid of the other side? It's just a big p