february and the roses have
finally stopped flowering
above stormy clouds
the moon scatters like a ghost
i dream of you, of you...
and the night glides peacefully
to rest while i sigh and wait.
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 1:48 PM UTC
february and the roses have
finally stopped flowering
above stormy clouds
the moon scatters like a ghost
i dream of you, of you...
and the night glides peacefully
to rest while i sigh and wait.
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