The season waged the war of decay
With tiny leaves filling up the streets
Like crinkled bodies
And as I watched those piles build and build
I could only be disturbed by the worn lives
Filling up the graves
Like those dying defeated evergreens
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 5:26 PM UTC
The season waged the war of decay
With tiny leaves filling up the streets
Like crinkled bodies
And as I watched those piles build and build
I could only be disturbed by the worn lives
Filling up the graves
Like those dying defeated evergreens
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