I pick up sparks and yells
Moments of jests, and the flares
Backstreets, dog ears
Rain in the gutters
So the heavens fill hells with
Hearts breaking
February 2, 2014 by Hani
I pick up sparks and yells
Moments of jests, and the flares
Backstreets, dog ears
Rain in the gutters
So the heavens fill hells with
Hearts breaking
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