Its so cold, am walking barefoot during midnight, i can feel the sand in my trembling feet as they try to regulate posture. Aint no warm shoulder so i look at the stars and talk to the wind,it replies with a strong blowing wind. What a good friend indeed
Its getting even more colder, am growing older and alone in dark cold outside. I beg for a piece of Sun shine if not one Ray. My shivering teeth cooks a beat in my heart . Cold with no coat. The cold is biting through my throat, pour it a good soup. For it to go away
Aug 26, 2017
Aug 26, 2017 at 5:22 PM UTC
Its so cold, am walking barefoot during midnight, i can feel the sand in my trembling feet as they try to regulate posture. Aint no warm shoulder so i look at the stars and talk to the wind,it replies with a strong blowing wind. What a good friend indeed
Its getting even more colder, am growing older and alone in dark cold outside. I beg for a piece of Sun shine if not one Ray. My shivering teeth cooks a beat in my heart . Cold with no coat. The cold is biting through my throat, pour it a good soup. For it to go away
We all need a friend
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