The night air was colder than cold But even so I stepped outside Walking into the moonlight Shadows danced frigidly before me My wishes fluttered…
rebellious writer
The night air was colder than cold But even so I stepped outside Walking into the moonlight Shadows danced frigidly before me My wishes fluttered…
Where the air is colder than cold Frost colors the surroundings white Reality or imagination are made to be bold I take imagination and fly…