It's Your Haunted Chair......You Drag It Lyrics - Heartland
Dark streets cut at the candor, as tired recitals, encompass exhausted hearts. She will never understand this family. Where I sat, I can't explain that day. Oh, I love how we forgot to, make it last! Time eats, away, at my antique novel. Age stained pages, fall like leaves, to the ground. Reviewing photos, nothing coincides with memory. Nowhere to go, with vigor reaching for the keys. The family photo? Black ink, on my father's face.
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