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the winter walked away
the old winter days, and the snow slipped out of the trees,
and the streets were cold and empty.
I remember, my eyes were rested in yours,
the tears you were bleeding,
hesitate to confess they were for the sorrows or the joy,
and the droughts in your heart,
you couldn't fill the gaps,
oh, and suddenly your withered face
turned pale,
and the tears turn in the snow, dwindle away,
it slipped down on your arms and the the time embrace your pain,
you set out your foot then marking a work of art behind,
the summer's Hazel light is glanced up the sky,
but I don't bear the feeling of the winter with "im fine and I hope you're alright"
the winter walked away,
and I still hope you'll come back but it felt like,
searching for the sun in the night..
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and the streets were cold and empty.
I remember, my eyes were rested in yours,
the tears you were bleeding,
hesitate to confess they were for the sorrows or the joy,
and the droughts in your heart,
you couldn't fill the gaps,
oh, and suddenly your withered face
turned pale,
and the tears turn in the snow, dwindle away,
it slipped down on your arms and the the time embrace your pain,
you set out your foot then marking a work of art behind,
the summer's Hazel light is glanced up the sky,
but I don't bear the feeling of the winter with "im fine and I hope you're alright"
the winter walked away,
and I still hope you'll come back but it felt like,
searching for the sun in the night..
© Abrokenwriter
© All Rights Reserved
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