➳thirty three

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I had no world, tried to find at least someone on a dead land. You made me see and feel the essence of a little sunshine on the darkest of days, you made me realize that hope never dies. That there's always something that we're living upon. But how was I supposed to know that you'd leave just when the light was the brightest, just when everything was falling into place.

How was I supposed to know that you'll leave just before the rain.

That you'll leave everything that we had, in vain...










A Loner's BalladOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora