To make some fine rhymes,Can I have a glass?
The winter that seems to last
Now is past.
I remember how it started,
We were in times scared
'Cause the pressure was tighter.
We were going out of town,
Like we were dinosaurs in museums,
Looking for somewhere to settle down.
If dad only knew I have nothing to blame,
Still I'm not the same.
'Cause I've seen the light.
My love knows I fear,
But his love is what I fight to keep clear
Even when we fight. Though it's hard.
It is so hard to fight my pride,
But between my pride & you is clear what I decide.
Though it is so hard.
& now; even if it's snowing,
I can feel this light glowing,
A pure light that gives us warmth.
& Now the winter is just an old photo in my mind
Just like a memory hard to find.
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