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Words
A million words on the threshold of my lips
unspoken of fear of hurting you
kept buried at million feet deep
where the light never penetrated a few
my migraines were nostalgic blue ,
Nay not, at...
unspoken of fear of hurting you
kept buried at million feet deep
where the light never penetrated a few
my migraines were nostalgic blue ,
Nay not, at...
