Wednesday 10 June 2009

Winter

It's cold every day. Sometimes even the people turn cold. Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's the exams.

Showers.
Sunlight.
Songs.

Ghost of Love - The Rasmus

Does it hurt
Does it burn
Do you know
What you've lost
Are you scared
Of the dark

Now that you've gone
All that remains
Is the ghost of love
Deep in my mind
I hear the dreams
Of the ghost of love


-I didn't come here looking for love, but if I stumble across it here why should I reject it?-
CY

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