gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth
winter wants you to stay with it forever. it traps you in its snow, claws at you with bared tree limbs, and stabs your heart with the kind of sunrays that are ironically warm when they hit you out of that frigid air. summer has the same intentions but it uses different methods. it uses humidity like quicksand, lures you with the waters' warmth, and pours images of hammocks and glasses of lemonade down your throat until you could choke on them. but spring and fall hate us; undeniably, without even trying to hide it, they get rid of us as fast as they can. gone faster than i can even recognize their existence. a transformation from freezing to burning, ice to fire, without any time any between. i think im the same way as the seasons. but forget the seasons anyway, okay? just as long as you dont forget the people that were in them.
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