All alone in a world that has gone to the other side of the moon's secret shade
Living secrets, laughing, regrets, crashing, all in all of the whimpering emotions fading
Autumn Woe oh
Lend me your hand, don't you dare leave me again
Fall of falls until my secret glazed colored butterfly wings come free
Fall out of me, I feel myself being pushed down in the ground
Collapsing me, until It only gets...harder for me to breath
Woe oh,
It's Autumn woe,
Sombering my days, blank face
Oh woah,
Woe oh,
It's Autumn woe,
Nothing like it's depression.
.
.
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Depression completing my sadness...
Although oh,
It's Autumn Woe,
It wasn't always like this...
That's sometimes why Ghosts exist.