Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Fall..

A ton of roses that you give to me
in the middle of fall,
a red apple
a thousand leaves of maple 
am I capable? 

Black as always
blind as usual 
It's like a million years 
waiting, waiting, waiting...

It's raining outside
I do memorize
every word, every sentence 

It's fall now
like maple leaves in the middle of fall
like orange-brown in the beginning of fall 

no tears
no weeping
it's like another fall
ya, I just fall
fall too deep...

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