November 19, 2016
By S.J.Krystal SILVER, Chicago, Illinois
S.J.Krystal SILVER, Chicago, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"I'm not as think as you drunk I am." - Panic! at the Disco

I wished that maybe after all

The trees would still bleed

Their colors out, in the fall

It's all I really need

The beauty of it 

Wasn't very long

It felt like minutes

Before it passed along

Are the seasons growing shorter

Or am I growing less aware

Am I standing on the border

Of ignorance and despair?

Are my eyes locked on a screen

So long, I can't tell the difference

Between the nice and mean

I am not a witness

Or am I just thinking of you

As my hair is blown back in the breeze

You are my distraction, my muse

I can't stop thinking about you, it seems

The author's comments:

Based off of how I felt this fall, it seemed like it lasted only moments...

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