Player dalidy posted a message on 16/04 16:55 on the Wonderz & QuoVerbis Forum: storm(2). Answer him on Wonderz & QuoVerbis and exchange with other players

I'm driving,
I see nothing
ahead,
with this
snowstorm,
I'm trapped,
I have to
resign myself to stopping,
before
killing myself,
finding a hotel,
instead of
going to heaven,
I went to
a room,
in this month of
December, I
call my love to tell her
that everything is fine,
and that I will
see her tomorrow,
she told me that I
had to worry her,
ah! it's so good
to be loved,
that someone
cares about me,
I must say
I like it.