From One To Another
The air, so bitter. So cold.
My breath, so visible. So sweet.
The bells ring.
The train arrives,
Desire and Conspire
Never a moment of regret,
A test of true emotions,
Teasing me at any given moment,
Having her heaving halves,
Where Dreams Are Dreamt.
The air, so bitter. So cold.
My breath, so visible. So sweet.
The bells ring.
The train arrives,
Never a moment of regret,
A test of true emotions,
Teasing me at any given moment,
Having her heaving halves,
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