Happiness is a hill so you gotta climb it. Grade nine that shine of that desired hike. We made up with apologies but what I didn't know was the tears and scars you hid from the aggravated me who kept trying to open you up.
Stroke six.
Happiness is a hill so you gotta climb it. Grade nine that shine of that desired hike. We made up with apologies but what I didn't know was the tears and scars you hid from the aggravated me who kept trying to open you up.
Stroke six.