desolate girl
solitude The night burns hot, yet Holds no warmth... Sweat drips like fire, But my heart stays frozen. Again and again, it whispers- This is how it will be. No one is coming... Not to care, not to love, Not to stay beside me. It's just U and your solitude, The only thing that's truly yours. Sincerity- A price too high, A cost too cruel. @words from heart cherry
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