Feel once, cut twice
We have no wings, to fly and soar, we cannot escape, when our heart is sore, what we have is emotion, which cuts down the deepest, one cut, two cut, I’ve lost count of how many cuts, the mountain that … Continued
We have no wings, to fly and soar, we cannot escape, when our heart is sore, what we have is emotion, which cuts down the deepest, one cut, two cut, I’ve lost count of how many cuts, the mountain that … Continued