September 15, 1.34am
I can feel the sour in my heart.
Closing in my throat.
I’m just counting the days away.
There are only tears to this.
Nothing could relief me the pain.
September 15, 1.34am
I can feel the sour in my heart.
Closing in my throat.
I’m just counting the days away.
There are only tears to this.
Nothing could relief me the pain.