(VIII) Breaking Inside
Breaking inside,
I can't go on
Not when what I had
Is gone.
The clouds are grey
My wrist is red
My soul is tainted
And already dead.
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Breaking inside,
I can't go on
Not when what I had
Is gone.
The clouds are grey
My wrist is red
My soul is tainted
And already dead.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top