But for all the words in the world, they will never be enough to explain who she is to me...
Who She Is To Me
But for all the words in the world, they will never be enough to explain who she is to me...
This Love we chose suspends ticks and tocks between cuckoo crows
Welcome to my mind. Watch the first step, it's a doozy.
"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
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