World of White
I'm on train tracks heading no place,Blinded by the snow illuminating your face.
I'm lost in this world of white,
Running from the confusion brought on by your sight.
The cold from this barren land has left its touch,
Yet I'm still willing to give you my everything,
Even if it isn't much.
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