Hold fast to dreams,
For if they die,
Life is a broken wing bird,
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreans,
For when dreams go,
Life is a barren field,
Frozen with snow.
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 10:14 PM UTC
Hold fast to dreams,
For if they die,
Life is a broken wing bird,
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreans,
For when dreams go,
Life is a barren field,
Frozen with snow.
