Cold, lonley nights, When silence drifts by. The truth that kills strangers, With a sad, empty cry. ... Read full text
Great record of a state of being. Makes me think of my grandmother, stuck in her widow's place. Rain on the windows. Brava (lonely)
You have a really nice lyric feel through this piece. Nice write!
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Great record of a state of being. Makes me think of my grandmother, stuck in her widow's place. Rain on the windows. Brava (lonely)