Just look into the street.
So cold outside.
No birds and sunshine there,
Just gray clouds up in the sky.
Our hearts are frozen
Like stones and rocks in grass.
We feel like we keep going,
But still, we're stuck in our path.
Sad naked trees are crying
With leaves already gone.
The flowers' beauty's missing
No hope to be reborn.
Whatever wish you have for
Your future and today.
I feel the doors are closing
And no way to escape.
©Aisrada
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