depression (Remove filter)
Before the dawn
I will gladly be your beacon,
or equally the hand you hold
in the moments just before the dawn
you fear will never come.
Thursday 4th October 2018 9:42 am
depression (Remove filter)
I will gladly be your beacon,
or equally the hand you hold
in the moments just before the dawn
you fear will never come.
Thursday 4th October 2018 9:42 am
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