She doesn't know how much she helped me to grow. And the words are lost in my mouth. She taught me to look inside myself and she. Doesn't know how much I hurt myself. She and me. Me and she. We
And then she said,. - "What's that on your eyes?". She touched me. Yes, I was crying. - "For many years I've tried, but now I'm too tired to hide. No reason why. Just need to cry. ". And then
I'm growing seed in a haystack. I give it a splash of green. It's not the sun. It's not the water. There's something more to make me live. And I breed and I can't feel but I drop sad tears when I