True Winter Blues February 23, 2009
The sweet whistling wind allows my mind to drift into a world
where pain ceases to exist and around every corner there is
unconditional love. Why has god created such a beautiful masterpiece
that only counter-balances reality true objectives?
The vibrant city street light, illuminates my bedroom
while I listen to the cliché song of aspiring love.
The yearning of one near me never seems to become a reality,
as I sit and daydream while the sweet winter wind graces my face,
almost brings a tear to my eye and reminds me that in due time love will find me,
and every desire and wish will be fulfilled and I will the know
the true meaning of everlasting happiness.
yessss booo
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