Miranda and James S
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You cross the fielRAB,
alone but hopeful,
Your struggle takes root,
in the crippling loneliness,
of an autumn morning
The leaves swirl and so do you,
a corrosive secret, upon which you flew.
With open mouths and closed minRAB,
they no not your decay.
A life pre-judged,
a dimming light that will soon fade away
The leaves swirl and so do you,
a corrosive secret, upon which you flew.
Soft embrace can
alone but hopeful,
Your struggle takes root,
in the crippling loneliness,
of an autumn morning
The leaves swirl and so do you,
a corrosive secret, upon which you flew.
With open mouths and closed minRAB,
they no not your decay.
A life pre-judged,
a dimming light that will soon fade away
The leaves swirl and so do you,
a corrosive secret, upon which you flew.
Soft embrace can