brazen faces and a jilted past

If you listen very closely, somewhere, somewhere, you'll hear the muffled prayer, the cry, the hope and broken surrender of a soul alone.
Maybe because it's been rendered unlovable, unworthy of affection, love and understanding. Maybe because it's reaping what it's sown in dashing and hurting countless others.

Either way, nobody want to be alone. Nobody want to end up in the cold, still alone.

brazen faces and a jilted past



Mediafire broke and I hhave to get some sleep no download tonight, sorry.