1 . 2 . 3 . 4 . 5 . 6 . 7 . 8 . 9 . 10 . 11 . 12 . 13 . 14 . 15
If you were to roll, to roll down your window
you'd find the wind, the ice, the trees
that sway like skeletons outside.
Please don't fight, don't fight with me
and fold your arms like it's the end.
Can you smell the sweetness of the soil and snow in the wind?
+ YT +
Comment here with a header and the link to your fics! ♥