its cold
dear journal
its cold and i am shaken from the winds breeze and it leaves me with nothing but a warm breath.answer my cries with secrets from the trees.i am suroundedin silence and nothing has broken in for weeks.so leave me here cause its wear i belong.just dont take away the rain.
its cold and i am shaken from the winds breeze and it leaves me with nothing but a warm breath.answer my cries with secrets from the trees.i am suroundedin silence and nothing has broken in for weeks.so leave me here cause its wear i belong.just dont take away the rain.