dustandfundamentalistss Uncategorized December 4, 2014December 11, 2018 1 Minute There’ll be no rest for the wicked There’s no song for the choir There’s no hope for the weary If you let them win without a fight theprettyhelpless: If one heart can mend another only then can we begin Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related Published by dustandfundamentalistss View all posts by dustandfundamentalistss Published December 4, 2014December 11, 2018
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