Sadly my life is like a leaf,
but my summer is gone,
and I'm no longer green.
All of the leaves turn beautiful colours,
but I just seem to get duller and duller.
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Autumn's Breeze
PoetryI wrote this poem myself and it's about a person who is always comparing themselves to everyone else and it basically just makes them feel like shit. They fall into a deep depression that they can't get out of. They end up ending their life and then...
