Through a window of pain, when love shines like rain, you no longer see sorrow as shame, but rather a necessity for contention now made, and you learn you can only have peace if there is a counter balance of hate.
Through a window of pain, when love shines like rain, you no longer see sorrow as shame, but rather a necessity for contention now made, and you learn you can only have peace if there is a counter balance of hate.
