Winters are when I hold you close
We walk by tangerine peels in the snow
Did you miss me, I was lost in this space
I created to avoid the impact of pain
Our voices blend with the muffled noise
Loving you wasn’t always a selfless choice
I’ve walked past this stranger’s door before
She also cries for the serenity she can’t own
Now, we’re bleeding on these white fields
For everything we made sure not to feel
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