Winter came and snow fell.
Shes a beauty, the neon glow.
Tame my hearts desire.
The ticker and the flame.
For wallstreet dreams of Christmas.
The next year will be the same.
ВИ ЧИТАЄТЕ
Wallstreet Dream
ПоезіяThis will be a series of poems that will be short lived and terrible. Thanks for being part of the ride - E.T.K
