 | | 2016-07-05 12:21
From blog MyAntonella
Walls/Bridges and snow.
Snow is falling and I don’t know what I really feel, I give up, every reference is gone…
Footpaths, houses and hills have disappeared… it looked good yesterday.
And I, buried under its whiteness, I see myself in the mirror and I don’t know what I’m looking at anymore.
I’ve met your sweet smile, now it upsets me along with this white snow, snow is falling and the world is falling too, even if it’s not cold what I feel now, and remember, remember me: all this courage isn’t snow. And it never melts, even if it should.
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