Elephant Tons
Silver was her name, as she stepped through the mirror from the bad side, into the bright side of life, my name is silver, I’m silver, my legs are made of silver, let me shiver away the hurt and the trauma, I’m an silver, my arms are silver, let me shiver away the sad eyes, the broken smile, and the crushed limbs of the unbending hatred within you. My n…
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