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Fall Leaves Flow


Our love died as the fall leaves

drifted slowly into the wind.

Each memory vanishing before my eyes

With every leaf.

 

It is a start of a new season, a fresh start.

This tree still stands tall

Stronger and bolder than ever before.

 

Surrounded by it’s faded memories,

Embraced by the beauty of a tragic heartbreak.

 

But this tree has grown.

This tree has found love once again.

But this time with the wind.

 

The wind that has taken away the pain,

It whispers to her sweet melodies.

Sways her with it’s sound.

 

The wind will love her until she falls down

They will crash down to the ground together

Wrapped in each other’s love.



 

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