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Thu 14 Mar, 2013 03:16 am
I've crossed the bridge
now I'm lost
again
Alcoholic rivers
riding horseback
blindfolded
You can say
I am lost again
There are faces
which smile back
They are warm
yes
but it's still snowing
My father's tears
form circles
around unemployment lines
I give him
a smile
but yet
it's still snowing
So now we both
cross bridges
over alcoholic rivers
Riding on horseback
we cry and chase our tails
when it snows
on alcoholic rivers