When I feel the darkness rise. I can see it in your eyes. Your truth your flare. This glare that I received drops me to my knees.... To pray this gray and lonely road has told so many stories but no worries we will rise once again. The end.
When I feel the darkness rise. I can see it in your eyes. Your truth your flare. This glare that I received drops me to my knees.... To pray this gray and lonely road has told so many stories but no worries we will rise once again. The end.
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