Protégé : Wash my soul

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spring tendence



run away from doubts and troubles

forget your words

and all of these insurmountable things you never told me

you did pierce through me

I remember your warmth
I remember it felt like home

Now I’m here, I’m falling down, hit the floor

I’m waiting for the night to fall

you know, I have the tendency to be unhappy…