This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 25.7.2014 at 07:53
I wash my face clean in the rain,
waves hit the shore and leave once more.
I know my name have fallen from grace,
but here I can see where the sky meets the sea. I wash my face clean in the rain, waves hit the shore and leave once more. I know my name have fallen from grace, but here I can see where the sky meets the sea.
25.7.2014 at 07:53