Stain of the past

sorenbarrett

When did the sun go behind the clouds, when did the rain start
A wedding gown turned shrouds, where did the seams fall apart
You say it has always been stormy the skies have always been black or gray
Were things only bright before me, and that since together only I had a bright day

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2026 03:12
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