what was that,
my dear
there,ends a year
A year to fear
preparing for a time
A time to
wipe no more tears
keep your hearts
in here
for cold comes later
for a cold world
with no better
but thousands
thousands
of cold hearts, wicked
its cold
get heated, my dear
coz, in the end
your the only
one that
your
heart really
ever
needed
©julianuyum
J