I see the sunlight
Falling through the roof of leafs
I'm in the woods
Autumn has come
It's so beautiful
You'd almost think
That it was fake
But then I realize
That I can't walk forward...
I can't go to the beauty
And the sunlight
That comes through the roof of leafs
I'm stuck in the dark
Waiting for someone
To get me out of it
YOU ARE READING
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Поэзия[Black: a dark colour, mostly used negative and deep things.] My thoughts and words. ® 2014 Puck de Groot. All rights reserved.
