Snowflake,
Open your arms and dance, dance
Until you let yourself fall
To the ground, surrendered
To the laws of gravity.
Little drop of rain,
Come to me, slowly, slowly
Fall into me, kill my thirst,
Turn to ice from the weeping sky,
Fall into my eyes,
Pretend it was me who cried.
Pretend it is me that rains.
Excuse me if the air I exhale
Turns into a deadly whisper.
If those sweet words I mean to say
Are nothing but thunder.
Once, I wasn’t like this.
Once, I was all peace, bliss
And good intentions.
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