It Might Be Fall

October 15, 2010
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It falls from the tree as red as a summers day,
When you fall their are no other days
It is brown an dark as the dirt you stand on,
As they close your eyes you seep into darkness
As you walk on them they crunch and crack
As your falling you hear your bones crack
As you see the leaves in fall
You life sheds away like its fall
It all seems quiet and calm
But before you know it, its all gone

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