The light of the truth can be harsh to those who’ve been in the dark.
How you always talk of catching me, but never open up your hands.
I’m not listening for the right words anymore.
..like the blue sky, right before the rain comes crashing through…
she speaks and breaks your intellect... and she's allowed to change her mind. oh just you try to stop her
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map