Autmn
                                                                   
There's nothing new about Autmn,
                                                                       
Always the same- rainy and gold.
                                                                       
And I have nearly forgotton
                                                                       
How it's like the pain inside you to hold.
                                                                       
She's lifeless, though she takes your life away,
                                                                       
The Autumn carries back your soul.
                                                                       
You want to find it,You nearly found a way,
                                                                       
But it's signed with blood "Sold!".
                                                                       
Faithless season, painful period of life.
                                                                       
You breathe, you laugh, you walk around...
                                                                       
But once you'll find yourself lie not alive,
                                                                       
Because of the deadly, unhealful, wide wounds.      
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