This snowflake is a lie
13 09 09 18:21 by
Winter's coming once more, with rain, cold, the dark sky and the absence of the moon. Snow is expected as always but this time, the snowflake will be a lie. Because it's either damn lucky, or sees what I want to hide. But I don't care. Is there any affection left? I don't know.
The only good thing? I've still got my fortified wings. And I'm still hovering, above everything that can touch me. I'm torn apart. And still here.
The only good thing? I've still got my fortified wings. And I'm still hovering, above everything that can touch me. I'm torn apart. And still here.