autume
the autume breeze envolops me in bone chilling cold.I can feel it in my soul, it is a part of me.I breath in and i can tast the darkness.I let it go and the pain goes with it the cold replaces it.the stars shine overhead, make a wish. the cold seases to bother me, it is welcome.it bestills my broken heart.The darkness is still,the moon is my candle, the crickets my lulaby.Numbness takes me further into the darkness.
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