Wooden souls, broken bones.
Untouched hands, abandoned homes.
Life may seem bleak.
But the beauty that I seek,
That lies within you,
Is pure, beyond compare.
I care,
For you.
Untouched hands, abandoned homes.
Life may seem bleak.
But the beauty that I seek,
That lies within you,
Is pure, beyond compare.
I care,
For you.
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