timely
there was always hope.even when we, bloodied by our broken dreams,even when the echo of failure tried(and failed)to overtake our countenance of light...even so, we were broken yet deeper.somehow, depths…
there was always hope.even when we, bloodied by our broken dreams,even when the echo of failure tried(and failed)to overtake our countenance of light...even so, we were broken yet deeper.somehow, depths…