Those thieving birds. Hang strung from an empty nest. This swan plagued pond. Foresaken and under whelmed. . Those leaving words. Hang strong from an emptiness.
Those thieving birds. Hang strung from an empty nest. This swan plagued pond. Foresaken and under whelmed. . Those leaving words. Hang strong from an emptiness.
Those thieving birds. Hang strung from an empty nest. This swan plagued pond. Foresaken and under whelmed. . Those leaving words. Hang strong from an emptiness.
Now that everything's in place, you're lining up the pins. And needles down the longest trail. You've got the answer but it lasts. As long as you can smile but pretty soon your cheeks will hurt.