what happened to summer?
feelings associated with?
god i miss those carefree moments.
its autumn now & im not looking forward to winter
its only going to get even harderi cry at night in bitter longing
you were with me then, and time, i was hogging
try not to think about it, stare straight ahead
but on the inside, just like this season's leaves, i truly am dead.k.g
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colorless
PoetryIn this instant, I see it all so clearly; while colors are such a vivid asset in his book of pictures, I have realized that the reason I do not fit in this title is because I am simply devoid of color. I am c o l o r l e s s. I am nothing but slathe...