When winter comes and all is lost it feels like life, as we know it, dies as well a cold time. Life, les a lonely heart full of confusion. A time when one feels lonely or loved. When all is lost in wind and coldness, a heart is lost too. In the depth of love and confusion, one finds courage to rise as a new flower in spring. A broken piece of life, a broken leaf left in the dark night. Not a soul, not a tree, no one who cares, just a piece of a man trying to get free from things in life that chain him down. Won’t let go of the broken heart which was caused by the one he once loved. An anger deep inside, golden outside, a betrayed face, a betrayed heart. Love, hate, passion. Why must one suffer so much to be happy. Stop the cold, the emptiness! But why? When one is left alone, confusion penetrates your body and your mind, your soul becomes one with the darkness. Suicide becomes a solution and nothing else matters. The first flower is in blooming session, a light occurs and one realises that God keeps you strong. These cold and wary times come to an end
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