Chi Ling Oct 22, 2016MemoryBlue gone grey, the sky began to cry.Each little drop of rain messes up my mind and seeps inside.My memory starts leaking.I hear someone sobbing and a heart weeping.
Blue gone grey, the sky began to cry.Each little drop of rain messes up my mind and seeps inside.My memory starts leaking.I hear someone sobbing and a heart weeping.