Snow in her hair.
Cold, red lips.
A Heaven that surely exists.
She breaks her gaze.
Then breaks my heart.
Snow mingling with tears unsuccessfully fought.
A day far away,
We'll be together somewhere
With cherry blossoms fallen in her hair.
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 11:50 PM UTC
Snow in her hair.
Cold, red lips.
A Heaven that surely exists.
She breaks her gaze.
Then breaks my heart.
Snow mingling with tears unsuccessfully fought.
A day far away,
We'll be together somewhere
With cherry blossoms fallen in her hair.
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