Autumn fall cold wind air morning content peace peaceful
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the wind brushes past meOh i wish i could seethe way it travels past the worldThe way it carries hurtful wordsthe way it carries love confessionsthe way it carries weird obsessions
Switch blade cross bones
Skulls branded in a dark forbidden mast
Asylums howl of the mentally insane
Grafted in my brain once again
Demonic emblems viscous fighting soldiers
the summoning of angels to the front
briars of heavy moss blanket the exterior
we are left shuttering next to death
columns of blackened stench aroma personifies
Spring is a cheerful
And warm time
Flowers are blooming
Birds are singing
And having babies
The cold climate is going,
And spring is near
In Autumn mist I tread my way;
Through leaves of cold and dead decay
Such beauty do my eyes behold;
When asked what’s the one thing I can’t do without
There’s one specific thing that floods into my mind
For loving and having her is no doubt
The most amazing blessing of all time
A gentle rain taps on my window.
Bits of sunlight peek through cloud curtains
And dance around my room.
The blankets hold me in their warm embrace.
The cold air chills me;
Icy wind bites my skin.
Leaves skittering to and fro;
The sun has not yet risen.
