Isn't it funny how
We call the leaves on the trees alive
And the ones on the ground dead?
Isn't it funny how
We love the look of the green leaves
And brush the others aside?
Isn't it funny how
The green leaves hide
But the brown leaves,
Have nothing left to hide?
The ones who have fallen
They are dead, correct?
The ones who have not
They are not, correct?
The green leaves hide themselves
Behind a mask of chlorophyll.
The brown leaves
Drop the mask
Before they fall down.
The ones in the middle?
The brown leaves
On the trees?
Holding on
But letting go
They are the prettiest of all.
Ok, so I know this one is kinda weird, but it just kinda hit me out of nowhere (and yes, I know that's kinda stereotypical, but it's true!) so I wanted to see if you guys would like it. I might do more stuff like this later on, in the future, so tell me if you like it in the comments!
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Glitches in My Code
Short StoryThis is mostly short stories that I come up with. There might be romance, letters, sci-fi, fantasy, any combination of the aforementioned things and anything else I can't think of right now. I also use this "story" to experiment with different thing...
