I pray
When am I going become
When Am I become
a star dead and gone ways of wounder. I most young think days pass quick run out out like the door . The front pushing back and forth no stopping the wind takes it the sky seems little never to fall when the break . My time I m a goony ha Ha...
When Am I become
a star dead and gone ways of wounder. I most young think days pass quick run out out like the door . The front pushing back and forth no stopping the wind takes it the sky seems little never to fall when the break . My time I m a goony ha Ha...