Remember when snowflakes were scented with baby's breathstreet lights were dinner bellsriding bikes was a day's restitution of fresh airthere were no ..
I forgive you your wicked waysalthough it'll not bring me slumbermy own well being is at stake no time to waste on your reflectionI will not wallow in..
Some days my mood depends on mesometimes you regulate it too,music in my head changes routinelycontingent on what is said.Yes, I know it's a major fla..
Wandering aimlessly, through the dark power was shut down once you left paid the balance in full, plus arrearsforgotten, you don't always need service..