We fall together, like snowflakes from a broken sky.
The branches reach out to grab us, but the wind tears us apart
Why are we doing this? No snowflake is alike, why are we trying to stick?
The sun will always set, melting us into a history no one would ever learn.
Why give this black world another white sheet to scribble up?
Why clothe the world with beauty, when every part of me is falling apart?
When every crushing footstep, and snow angel chokes me to death?
Why fall together like snowflakes from a broken sky?
When I don't mind being rain and you snow...
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T. Licht
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