Can it Be?
Borrowed Love.
And she ain’t dead.
Inside my head.
Stupidly sitting.
.
On highways left side.
But she can’t spare, her own socks full of sorrows,
all because,
she borrowed love.
Day 2,Journey
Can it Be?
Borrowed Love.
And she ain’t dead.
Inside my head.
Stupidly sitting.
.
On highways left side.
But she can’t spare, her own socks full of sorrows,
all because,
she borrowed love.
Day 2,Journey
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