Sunday, August 24, 2014

Sometimes it comes,
Sometimes it goes,
If it will last,
You'll never know,
When morning breaks
And nights are slow,

Take in a breath, and chill. 

Seasons change, 
Air grows cold. 
Leaves are falling, 
Harsh winds blow.
Heart leaves quick,
You lose your soul. 

And you remain, still. 

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