Dead memories in this thread
Of tears
And hopelessness
Clouds my mind
And taunts my sin
But I refuse to give up
On this feeling
Of hope
Freedom
And maybe, I can get away
And finally breathe fresh air
That is love.
Of tears
And hopelessness
Clouds my mind
And taunts my sin
But I refuse to give up
On this feeling
Of hope
Freedom
And maybe, I can get away
And finally breathe fresh air
That is love.

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