I've run not from the one i love but from shun
he thinks i love him but my blood runs cold
he chases me inside my mind its endless like im sold
my mind is dark I've drowned my sole
maybe if i run to the mountains he'll go but i know it's not possible.
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Author:
jackal quietus (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 27th, 2018 09:35
- Category: Fantasy
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