wont-let-me: “Love that once hung on the wall. Used to mean something, But now it means nothing. The echoes are gone in the hall, But I still remember, The pain and it’s ember”

wont-let-me: “Love that once hung on the wall. Used to mean something, But now it means nothing. The echoes are gone in the hall, But I still remember, The pain and it’s ember”

tags: Post fata resurgo,

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