TRUTH Series - TRUTH facades

TRUTH Series - TRUTH facades


Sweet ice cream

Chocolate, strawberry, vanilla—

Cold ice cream

Hot summer


Ahh—


An umbrella—

Or a parasol? 

When the rain comes—

Will it get cold? 


Ahh—


The grass is green—

The soil is brown—

Chocolates are also brown—

Mmm~ Bittersweet~


Ahh—


Why won't the rain stop? 

The window, forever cold to the touch

My breath a white whisper

Will the winter come soon? 


Ahh—


My overflowing tears—

Unending, slowly freezing—

Will they become, 

Another beautiful mask—


Ahh—


I wonder, 

If ice really fits me—

Maybe I'll wait till spring comes—

And sleep, 

Before I cry no more… 

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