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Dec 2014
The wind would scream
The trees would dance
The silence would roar

Autumn
The trees are coated
With colorful leaves
And when they fall
It gives the cement color
The cold air making me shiver
Making every hair on my arm stand up
Through my jacket
The hot chocolate, warming up my hands
As I drink from my favorite mug
And the silence is still

Winter
Boots, scarfs, hats, and gloves are needed
Because the season is almost over
The trees are beginning to be nothing but naked
The wind would sing carols
Near Christmas Eve, People are happy
Families & friends are traveling
To unite with each others

Spring
The beauty of the flowers
Are ready to bloom
The wind blowing some umbrellas
On those rainy days
The trees losing some of its leaves
And falling unto the wet cement
And the silence is still

Summer
The beauty of the flowers were
Still Blooming
The days were longer
Ice cream trucks are up and down the streets
The trees are aging as it dances
The wind will forever scream on its own
And the silence continues to be, still

Throughout the year
The  Silence roared  the loudest in Me
You wouldn't have known
If I didn't tell you

&&
Autumn is near once again
And Silence is still
As everyone sees it

*Because behind closed doors it’s nothing
But a storm
And I start to lose myself
Little by little
Trying to hold myself together
LETITFXRING
Written by
LETITFXRING  AUVION
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