I died in November, on autumn leaves
Soaking wet in the frigid rainfall
I got stuck in white, emotional threads
Dreaming of how we walk here alone.
North wind rushes through me
Blowing out the life burning inside
This autumn evening everything ended for me
Please, do not blame me in your mind.
I do not cry, just looking up sky,
Where birds are flying above me
Scabs cover my heart as I lie
And the rain pours down on me.
Autumn sky, autumn feeling,
And deep sadness, spreading inside
This is reckless with demeaning
But I look at the clouds with a smile.
Colorful leaves cover my face
I am dying in the silence of November
Remembering your fox - shaped eyes
Do not await me in December!
29.03.2022 19:32
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