Dec 2018
A winter's day,
Has come to pass,
With empty dunes,
Where snow won't last,
Out hearts yearn forth,
With silent love,
But still we all,
Look up above,
A heart is young,
A heart is precious,
A heart that makes,
All people jealous.
A frozen glance,
A jealous gaze,
That's all they see,
Not love and anguish.
Has come to pass,
With empty dunes,
Where snow won't last,
Out hearts yearn forth,
With silent love,
But still we all,
Look up above,
A heart is young,
A heart is precious,
A heart that makes,
All people jealous.
A frozen glance,
A jealous gaze,
That's all they see,
Not love and anguish.
Merry Christmas, and if you're not a believer, well Merry Christmas anyway, It's a fun time where people should celebrate with family.
(17/M/Fulton MO)
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