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Autumn's hue, a season anew,
With friends, we dance, and laugh, and do,
In golden light, our hearts take flight,
As leaves fall soft, a symphony in sight.

The rustle of leaves, a sweet refrain,
We chase, we play, and we gain,
In woods so grand, our souls are freed,
Together we roam, our joy unseated.

The breeze whispers tales of days past,
Our laughter echoes, our joy will last,
As we gather 'neath the setting sun,
Our memories made, our fun is done.

Silent empty house
Echoes fill the empty rooms
Alone with my thoughts

Food calls out to me
But guilt consumes every bite
Struggle to nourish

Lost in my own mind
Trying to find balance within
Home is not a refuge

Whispers in the breeze,  
We shared dreams like fragile glass,  
Now shards pierce my heart.  

Laughter cloaked in trust,  
Memories now bittersweet,  
A friendship unmade.  

Searching for your eyes,  
Yet finding only echoes—  
Familiar faces.

Cigarette smoke curls,  
Whispers of a restless night,  
Chasing fleeting highs.  
  
Bright pills in a row,  
Promises of peace and fun,  
But shadows follow.  
  
Lost among blue skies,  
Dreams blur in a whirlwind rush,  
Hope hides in the dark.