Shadows won't feel summer
if the flowers ne'er bloom.
Winter's past
will come at last,
and melt the ice
upon your tomb.
Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 12:21 AM UTC
Shadows won't feel summer
if the flowers ne'er bloom.
Winter's past
will come at last,
and melt the ice
upon your tomb.
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