Artificial Warmth

Layer after layer of warmth.
Is it warm enough?
Laying and sobbing.
This artifical warmth.

It's comforting enough.
When there's no sound
When the dreary day comes to end
When the emotions locked up explorers
This artificial Warmth

Silence.

Sobs drys tears.
Smiles appears.
Artificial Warmth.

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