The Winter

And the winter will never be cold enough to get the most humiliating and devastating answer till you see it naked, pure, forgotten by artificial snow blowing gently.

With the passing years, doesn’t it look so much harder to enjoy or smell the dirty town (called as hell) which is really challenging for vulnerable hearts? Are they right or the others are still waiting for the worst stunning smack they’ll never get unfortunately. No. It’s just like drowning feelings when you just saw the frozen, faded, calm or nonmoving body of the “loved” most. Funny people don’t believe in this laughter. And it’s still not the buried result or the newborn resolution of anything. How you feel or what the fuck you see is really not the point. You already know no one cares the infinity of doomsayers’ philosophy spoken sneaky. And the winter will never be cold enough to get the most humiliating and devastating answer till you see it naked, pure, forgotten by artificial snow blowing gently.

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