The river that flowed from my eyes simply refuses to cease; the burden on my heart is so heavy that it never seems to lighten.
People say, “Everything will be alright,” but this broken heart no longer places its trust in anyone.
The river that flowed from my eyes simply refuses to cease; the burden on my heart is so heavy that it never seems to lighten.
People say, “Everything will be alright,” but this broken heart no longer places its trust in anyone.
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