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you have to say it somehow
because if you don't
it will sneak out of your ways
through a keyhole at your door
it will scream out in the streets
when bursts from within your ways
for actions speak louder than words
best you say out
than it finding a way out
through your ways
..speak
I always thought that autumn is my season
It's like my love for you
I am the leaves you are the tree
Cause everyday I am falling out of you
Those browns and yellows
Just represents how color fades my green feelings
It is for sure my season
Cause after that will be a cold winter days
And every night I wish I just never let a single leaf fall
For you are just my ground in my everyday trying to bloom for another way

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