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Autumn
Now drips the juices off a knife pierced heart Emerged from a cocoon Filled with pain Your love had brought me out to the noon Warm sun no more rain Without you there’s no four letter word Without you my sky is free of birds There is no sun in my universe There’s no need for any poetic verse Without your love my winds don’t blow If you’re not here then my heart doesn’t glow Leaves only a flow of red The sounds smells and colours of autumn in my head As these leaves fall dead I’m left empty My branches stripped bare Dead inside Emotional writing suicide Notes jumping into shark infested feelings From, I walked the planks off pirate boats Body reeling, falling but Not for feelings My feet planted firmly on the ceilings Of this broken house mirrors life Chimeny pushing smoke Down into the soil Spilt blood sheens crudely oil Dripping up off the bedroom floor This same bedroom floor Holds albumed memories Carefully chronicled deeds Nights we spent planting Trees now grow crooked Pages turn quickly to our book ends No star written sequel Only heaven prequel reminiscences Of wounded birds It’s been forever since I’ve heard The songs your lips play That little way you’d say Autumn I'm lonely...
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