Lletres:
Kamchatka Breathe

so full of doubt in one's will to be. Where did I go wrong to end up where I was yesterday? Have I been lost too long to ever find my way? Breathe in, breathe

so full of doubt in one's will to be. Where did I go wrong to end up where I was yesterday? Have I been lost too long to ever find my way? Breathe in, breathe