what doesn’t matter
what doesn’t feel
who would stand it?
who won’t heal?
cruel and cold
simple and plain
and no one could fathom
what she could gain.
what doesn’t matter
what doesn’t feel
who would stand it?
who won’t heal?
cruel and cold
simple and plain
and no one could fathom
what she could gain.
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