Saturday, 13 September 2014

Autumn Breeze






Autumn Breeze on an autumn day, how cold thou art
How icy art thou fingers, when thou dost clench my heart
My ribs, my soul, why even my mind
Walking alone down the road,
Hoping to leave my ghosts behind
I suddenly realize that thou ethos dost match with my mood
Autumn, I believe only a hot coffee would lighten me up for good!

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