“I miss the thoughts of you now... For in my head they over ran. But now, on unpretentious grounds... There's a grave with unearthed sand. You brought the color to my world, When I was content living in gray. But,… — Joy Fox Copy Share Image
“I miss the thoughts of you now... For in my head they over ran. But now, on unpretentious grounds... There's a grave with unearthed… — Joy Fox Copy Share Image
