The leaf frozen in an April snow,
like the stories of life inside won't let go.
Silence plays games with the mind,
but this storm is shouting
spring time.
like the stories of life inside won't let go.
Silence plays games with the mind,
but this storm is shouting
spring time.
~
Snow laced mountains, skies of blue,
soon will melt into drops of
I love you.
soon will melt into drops of
I love you.
2 comments:
Thanh you for your words because i felt sadness about the precedent message ! Happyness to meet you !
Ph
Rougissant> Votre bienvenue ! Bon pour faire votre connaissance.
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