Laura GráJan 26, 20201 min readGoin-ré It is raining in my heartWith drops of sins and tears,My dreams are falling apartTurning into mechanical fears.
It is raining in my heartWith drops of sins and tears,My dreams are falling apartTurning into mechanical fears.
My darklingAs I wandering into my soul, A burning sigh grows in the deep For all my pains, I'll take a bow Thus, they are mine, even if.. bleak. In dreams of night, the day will rise In many shades of fading ach