domingo, 1 de marzo de 2009

And it's cold, outside, and I feel the winter
There's a chill, in the air, of secrets untold

Tonight, I crave, sunlight on my face
For I, can see, it's lonely in space
A touch, can make, the senses awake
But fear, controls, your every mistake
Your every mistake..

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