Cold-hearted

enero 8, 2009 at 2:37 am Deja un comentario

We came through the the cold woods
We run through the mist
Once you told me about the secrets
hidden by the tundra blizzards

We ate the blackcurrants
while flashing lights were on the sky
I whispered your false name
and you discovered I knew that
Even if the trees of those woods
never told me the secrets they hid behind
their branches

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