Very Secretary
Nagarkot
Falling like a stairway, this division keeps lasting, while your silver ring and your compass still point inward,we are not alone at a standstill, up to the waist and not a soul fed.Knee deep in the weight,for the water to collect,up to the waist and not a soul fed,we're playing catching up with the past,in a future that still shines like it used to.
From Letras Mania