LOST
CRUMBLE ME DOWN
TUMBLE ME LOW
HOW DEEP IS THE HURT
HOW HOLLOW THE HOLE
FREQUENTLY FASHION
HOLD NOT YOUR OWN
SHADOWS OF DARKNESS
NO COLORS SHOWN
ENTER THE LIGHT
BRIGHT AS CAN BE
ALL WHO FANTASIZE
ONLY FEW WILL SEE
FREQUENTLY FASHION
HOLD NOT YOUR OWN
DROWNED IN SADNESS
NO INSIGHT TO BE KNOWN
TUMBLE ME DOWN
TUMBLE ME LOW
LOST IN DARKNESS
NO WAY TO GET HOME
Copyright © Willette Harmon | Year Posted 2024
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