2013.06.18

 
 
 
Once I was your treasure and I saw your face in every star
But these promises we make at night, oh that's all they are
 
Unless we fill them with faith and love they're empty as the howlin' wind.
2013-06-18 @ 21:17:00 Allmänt Permalink

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