Snow white
Ah, I dream, and we love one another
When the pouring rain turns into snow
You sleep, and this white world must be your dream, or an illusion
I spread a single line of red onto your monochrome face
If I were to hold you close, so close I couldn’t breathe
The close press of your lips, your smell…
You sleep, and this white world must be your dream, or an illusion
I spread a single line of red onto your monochrome face
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