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Maple Leaf

October 13, 2009
By Anonymous

I hold a maple leaf
And let it go
As it flutters to the ground
Rain starts to fall
This is not me

Sky shimmers against
The backdrop of my emptiness
I wish I could take the horizon
And slice the sharp blade across my wrist
I fall to the ground
This is not me

The sun is falling
I want to reach out to it
To scream
And tell it that
I want to rise, shining brightly every day
Beautiful and simple
And yet
This is not me

So what am I?
Unhappy?
Lonely?
In a way, aren’t we all?
Rain falls
This is not me



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