Fall...
Some people say I'm lovely and sweet like summer
But truly I am Fall. Falling leaves. Hiding my knees and yet here I am sitting alone in a tree.
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I want to be Summer. Funny and hot and all the good things.
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I want to be Spring were I can make things grow and create something new
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I want to be Winter with an icy heart and a mind of stone
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I want to be anything other than Fall. Where everything isn't dying. I want to be every other season but myself because nobody likes Fall. - L
