Nathaniel Gonzales
In the days of the bitter cold
Where there is no warmth to be found
Where all the remains are the feeble embers of hope
And no one left to strike a match and reignite our spirits
All tagged feelings
In the days of the bitter cold
Where there is no warmth to be found
Where all the remains are the feeble embers of hope
And no one left to strike a match and reignite our spirits