• fadedfootsteps 148w

    In an autumn evening
    With the memories of spring
    Like a yellow broken leaf
    Her heart was rest in piece
    Dead eyes
    With no shine
    In a verge of tear
    With no fear
    A brave soul
    Never met the future goal
    Sat on a swing
    With her broken wing
    Finally beginning of the summer
    A wish to cry never
    Longing for herself back
    She started again on that unnamed track...
    ©fadedfootsteps