Winterscore ©
Saturday, August 25, 2012
I retreat, while the sun
I retreat, while the sun
Exposes, but the shade
Covers me, I wonder
Why the years have to fade
Memories becoming
Gray, and time is aging
Me and loved ones, soon the
Story will stop paging
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