My broken wings fall quietly.
I don't know my priority.
Everything goes as planned
My dreams are for a man.
I turned out to be nothing.
Each and every day I'm rotting.
I hope my fire will burn today
Along with a ray.
I don't know my priority.
Everything goes as planned
My dreams are for a man.
I turned out to be nothing.
Each and every day I'm rotting.
I hope my fire will burn today
Along with a ray.
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