Monday, March 15, 2004

kissed by a rose


There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea
You, became the light on the dark side of me
Love remains, a drug that's the high and not the pill
But did you know that when it snows
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can't be seen?



تنها خوبیه عید اینه که میشه برف رو از توی پنجره ی بی پرده که شیشه هاش رو نیم ساعت پیش شستن نگاه کرد

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