Hues of red and yellow and orange..
I wish I could see the beauty of fall
the undeniable romanticism of autumn
The shades of cold, slowly/steadily
sucking the life out of all things bright
How the leaves keep falling in circles
embracing the trees, in an attempt to say goodbye
And every year it ends in a beautiful sea of flames
hues of red and yellow and orange, as they refuse to give up
But I just see the sadness of bare branches
the loneliness of that one leaf, that just won't let go
It feels as though I'm stepping on corpses
and I hear their tiny skeletons, crackle under my weight.
the undeniable romanticism of autumn
The shades of cold, slowly/steadily
sucking the life out of all things bright
How the leaves keep falling in circles
embracing the trees, in an attempt to say goodbye
And every year it ends in a beautiful sea of flames
hues of red and yellow and orange, as they refuse to give up
But I just see the sadness of bare branches
the loneliness of that one leaf, that just won't let go
It feels as though I'm stepping on corpses
and I hear their tiny skeletons, crackle under my weight.
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