Fallen like Autumn Leaves
Some are tormented by LOVE
Slowly o slowly, they forget
themselves
As if they have been dried from Love
Listen! !
Don't go near them
They will collapse
You'll call it the crackling music and
enjoy
But that is their crushing smiles..
Don't give them hope
They'll want to live more
Fallen on the ground
Mixing with the dust
Creating their graves
You'll find them no more.
Let them live a little
Changing their colours
Watch them from a distance
Let them live in peace
Let them go in peace..
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