The Cold and the Pain
The Cold and the Pain A wind doth blows, on this dreary evening. As pain ripples through, the mind is numb. It is involved in an endless search. Love? perhaps? the mind knows not....
The Cold and the Pain A wind doth blows, on this dreary evening. As pain ripples through, the mind is numb. It is involved in an endless search. Love? perhaps? the mind knows not....