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Lina Oct 2017
Let me go so I can sleep in peace.
The ever-tightening grip around my chest,
my head, my heart -
Release me of this agony,
Stop tearing me apart
With your cold, slender hands of Summer
And your quiet whispers of Fall.

Let winter rush through my veins,
freezing the memories, freezing the pain;
The only thing you left behind
When your autumn winds perturbed my mind,
When the sun of your warmth
Was eclipsed by infinite night.

You whisper
Fall
      Fall
            Fall
Falling out of love
with me.

— The End —