littlesongbird
A prisoner to the ghost that wears her down, The broken dreams that make no sound She steals your sleep and leaves you weak, No words to hear, no voice to speak
The reasons have all run away, but the feeling never did. - Bright Eyes
A prisoner to the ghost that wears her down, The broken dreams that make no sound She steals your sleep and leaves you weak, No words to hear, no voice to speak
The reasons have all run away, but the feeling never did. - Bright Eyes