i paint an ice cube.i dream painting on an ice cube
the shining shores of lifev find strangersthe future connected them with usmay as our heart beatsbt the rhyming recall of pastwin always over dreamssoo not look back in angerbecause nostagia is soft n delicate as a flower bud
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the shining shores of life
v find strangers
the future connected them with us
may as our heart beats
bt the rhyming recall of past
win always over dreams
soo not look back in anger
because nostagia is soft n delicate as a flower bud
Post a Comment