segunda-feira, 6 de junho de 2011

Snowflakes





















I never haven’t seen so much snow falling in my garden.
I never haven’t seen so much grey flakes falling so.
I look like a happy child, living this scene, because I grow up wanting to see it.
And today, I realized my big dream when I saw them fall.

My fingers are groping the air to discover the ice flakes...
THIS ISN’T EXISTE! My tooth are strange in my mouth.
It's as hot as summer. Cursed heat.
The deception corrupted my blood and poisons my heart.
I did everything this day for snowed.
Why it isn’t as cold as I wanted?
My scarf bitter my neck with this unbearable heat, and with angry I throw it to the ground. Goodbye old house, I dont want it’s anymore. Where is the feeling that icy snowflakes bring me? I feel the hate of my sarcastic lies walking. I look back and I see my house burning. Snowflakes come out of it. Bitter-gray flakes thrown to the wind in a subtle revenge against myself.

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  1. Menino bravo esse ai que queria ver a neve, hein?! hehehe Gostei demais do texto pela simplicidade e sutileza. Espero que em breve ele realize esse sonho. Só tome cuidado com a expectativa porque me contaram que ela é tipo a grama: de longe é linda e dá vontade de chegar perto. Daí quando a gente se aproxima perde um pouco da graça. Mais um texto super especial. Parabéns!!! =)

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