a fight
It was last dance, and u was bright,
And after all u re looking sad,
Oh darling what, I did so bad?
Your shining dress I like so much,
And how you trembling by my touch,
Whatever why, we fighting now,
I try to ask you, try but how?
Your curly hair, I put my hand,
I want to kiss you without end,
Today, next year, a week before,
But I can’t stand it anymore…
My lady winter, my lady snow,
How else to call you? I don’t know,
Aggressive lines, amazing heart
Well thats my love is – now your part!
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