The Snowman
I can
Still see what’s left
Of my melted snowman.
A puddle, which will turn to ice
Quite soon.
And we
Didn’t even
Go flying together
The way that he promised we would.
Bastard.
I can
Still see what’s left
Of my melted snowman.
A puddle, which will turn to ice
Quite soon.
And we
Didn’t even
Go flying together
The way that he promised we would.
Bastard.
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16 Jan 2010 14:59
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