I set in the corner of the restrant. were we use to dine. as I set there i watch the snow fall to the ground. and think of you and your face so soft and white like snow. I try to figer out what went wrong with us. but I cant I just watch the snow fall to the ground like the tears that I have sheed.Birth sign: Scorpio
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