wonder what darkness
wonder what darkness has turned you black against yourself hope is hard to hang onto when the hill ahead the burden on your back comes each day i am…
wonder what darkness has turned you black against yourself hope is hard to hang onto when the hill ahead the burden on your back comes each day i am…
The Ping is the Thing It’s not like I’m waiting for a reply. Not exactly. Well… Let’s be honest. When you send that message you’d like the receiver to at…