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Autumn Day

I heard them shouting from the other room I watched as the bitterness starts to bloom and I can't wait to finally leave soon the TV screen told it was my last day. These tears that I've cried won't stop the rain but it will open away all this hidden pain. I've already been told to kill myself on the inside, because its about conforming in and the outside. And I still watch the ceiling crumbling. I can't seem to walk without tumbling. I already can't wait to leave soon. Its already said on the news it's my last day. I leave it myself to believe the muse I love is out to retrieve. My heart before its last beat to save me bore their mission is complete. Save me, save me. I see you on the other side of the street. Calling my name, wanting to meet so I don't have to leave soon you're the muse that saved me on this autumn day.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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