Life as we know it sucks

One short poem

Mindset of Autumn

Leaves
         f
                   a
                             l
                                       l
                                                 i
                                                           n
                                                                     g
from the trees
         to the ground
are the tears I shed for
         you.
Shadows cast on that
         nearby tree, which
cries for you to - gently -
caress.
It's branches surround
         one another, entangled
in our hearts, for which
we give off icy cold,
bitterness.
The leaves continue to
fall, and the tree begins
to crumble - My heart
as well.

to Shane
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like sands through the hour glass,
so are the days of our lives.