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The Promise
Days passes by somehow
But nights are a wagon of pain
Injuries may heal with time
But marks will always remain.
Restless on my comfortable bed
I toss and turn and try to sleep
But thoughts are bulking my head
And...
Days passes by somehow
But nights are a wagon of pain
Injuries may heal with time
But marks will always remain.
Restless on my comfortable bed
I toss and turn and try to sleep
But thoughts are bulking my head
And...
