And Still, You Weren’t There I fought my fears, drowned in my tears, Buried sorrow deep—no stone, no years Could mark the grief I left behind, Nor map the wreckage of my mind. I cast my joy to the withered wind, Walked alone where dreams had thinned. For a promise, we both...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
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