Fall is gone,
I’m alone.
This winter,
I wither
With this flower
Next to me,
That
I didn’t water
But that
Didn’t bother.
I made
Her wither,
Not winter.
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC
Fall is gone,
I’m alone.
This winter,
I wither
With this flower
Next to me,
That
I didn’t water
But that
Didn’t bother.
I made
Her wither,
Not winter.
