Sunday 29 November 2009

A Winter Walk

The cold air blowing in my face
I feel lost, lifes like a maze

I'm shivering and freezing
Snow crystals in my hair
Thoughts I want to share
You wont start believing

I am splendid by the world around
Glazed in pure and innocent white
Wishing it was to share with you by my side
Far away, the sweetest sound

The cold air blowing in my face
I feel lost, lifes like a maze

Verena Zyla - 28/12/08

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