takes me away.
When I feel blue
it makes me gray.
Give more you to me
some another day.
My only love to you
what I pay.
For all your care
million thanks anyway.
I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple.
"Your thoughts are the brushstrokes that paint the canvas of your reality. What you focus on is what will eventually grow and shape t...
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