On my free time I write poetry, based on the events going on in my life. |
Hiding in a room, looking down the hill at the...
When I wake up in the morning, I think about you...
I used to know what love was, or at least I...
I used to know what love was, or at least I...
When I wake up in the morning, I think about you...
Hiding in a room, looking down the hill at the...