Autumn

It's getting colder and it's not quite winter
Where the end of warmth and the end of you always comes
Raking up whats been left behind and moving on to that cold
That I hate so much
Raking up what we left behind
And what is rotting away
Cold is coming to visit and bring tears and leaves falling
Snow will cover and preserve the time in between me with you and me
Without you
Lasting longer than I had ever hoped
This rake is filled with splinters and there is no easy way out of these
Constant seasons
Spring comes and all is forgotten
Growing new love just for autumn to come and bring tears falling in the end
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