Look up to the ground
To hear it’s breathing sound
Which comes among the snow
And tells itself to grow.
Cold and tinny finger falls
To feel the warmth of snowy balls
As dirty minds keeps staying far
And knocks itself on the door of bar.
It’s cold and dark around the sun
What attacks the mind as gun
Which can shoot that dirty mind
And keep it’s ground blind.
I’m still a child,
Who wants to be blind -
As the snow shines in the sun,
As the teddy bear desires to run.
Stay, please stay my bear
‘Cause I’m deeply afraid of the fear
Coming down from years ago
Telling me I’m still alone.
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