This time last year, it was raining while the dancing lights kept ablaze.

And with cold fingers, I let the breeze seeped in.

Since then, winter lives on in me.

The snow burns, but it keeps me going;

The heart bleeds, but it keeps on beating.ย 

The emerald against the blue tapestry.

I will remember.

๐Ÿ’Ž

์ž˜ํ–ˆ์–ด ์ •ํ˜„์•„ ~~

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