It is still Autumn, love
but Autumn is slowly dying.
there is a cancer we've been
exposed to,
it is taking over the homes
in my veins.
Clogging the pathways to my
heart.
Without this flow,
we have nothing.
We will all have nothing
in the end.
Prepare to say goodbye to
Autumn. She is
slowly sleeping. Preparing
herself for the beauty
she's been giving out
mindlessly.
Have you ever thanked her?
No, I haven't.
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