Winterscore ©
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Waiting for the darkness
Waiting for the darkness
The sun beneath the line
All day mending pieces
Dreams fallen from cloud nine
Longing for tomorrow
Today all used and spent
The sun sets like a dirge
The twilight, its lament
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