October LeavesHits: 1198If I can see the Sun
then why am I still
so cold?
Watching the leaves dying
just to be
picked up
again
I'm as naked as the trees
I'm as frozen as the ground
I'll keep watching the leaves
as we both fall down
So I'll follow October
as she slowly
walks away
I'm sure I'll get it
right
next time
I promise
Author: Cory Jones
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