© Anonymous Unknown Literature is beautiful.
Reflecting the snow, the tree, and the lake, making the mystic beam awake. Reflecting the snow, the tree, and the lake, making the mystic beam awake.
The emotions and Summer The emotions and Summer
Some of my dreams faded after a while. Some of my dreams faded after a while.
I go to sleep slowly. I go to sleep slowly.
Inside my head, where my thoughts are sown. Its the world that I own Inside my head, where my thoughts are sown. Its the world that I own
The one that starts at the end of your day; The one that shows the level of your imagination. The one that starts at the end of your day; The one that shows the level of y...