When she woke up, she realized she had been taken care of by two yellow people the whole time she was ill. She merely touched her face, as she felt the need to feel her skin after so many nights.
I put my tears on the sun and they won’t go away… a yellow shadow is following me, it’s just my old book, I stole all the pages from it. How many times do you think your sun is going to fall? They
Sing- I’m trying to sing but the light is putting me away, crying, laughing, I’m trying to stay…
Thunder is coming across the roads of the broken city, I’m empty, and we’re all empty but so full.
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