One day for what?
I've got useless feelings
about years that gone.
They tied me like a coat.
Thousand meanings
on neck cold as stone.
I'm trying to be colder.
its the second chance
to be spring and survive
But snowflakes on me shoulder
don't stop their dance
Their war for my life.
One day for what?
© Copyright: Роман Томашков Лес, 2014
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