Winterscore ©
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Coming to the surface
Coming to the surface
Youth is disappearing
Days without any change
Yet years keep appearing
We’re caught in a funnel
That leads us to a void
Spinning in a spiral
That no one can avoid
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