Oustine Hao

Spring equals my death

Spring equals my death
I fear it's presence
day I lose my breath
its omnipresence
lurks everywhere

In horror I turn
away but to face
Wonderland to burn
snow melting quick pace
I need my dark clouds

To hide away sun
I really don't care
if I don't have fun
honestly I swear
if my wish comes true

I'm willing to sleep
forever in snow
or I'll cry and weep
desperate you know
I'll let my heart freeze

Frosted-window pains
has hid the real truth
spring or any rains
will ruin my youth
I'm scared, terrifyed...

Spring, please go away
and never return
just come back the day
fear is not concern
I'll give anything

Even if I sell
my warmth goes aways
life will not be hell
long as winter stays
my soul to devil

I'm in paradise
with ice for the sand
for my wonderland
I need my winter...

...please do not take winter away from me

Submitted: Sunday, February 04, 2007
Edited: Saturday, January 08, 2011

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