Apr 2015
I want my blood to bleed red on the white snow
I want the snow to kiss my skin
And wash away my tears.
As my thoughts drift away
Remembering things we've done
I wish to see your face.
I want the snow to kiss my skin
And wash away my tears.
As my thoughts drift away
Remembering things we've done
I wish to see your face.
For my love that got away
Written by
Amaya Danzy
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