The FallA Poem by DianaThe Fall to telling you of. Lie beating and pulsating. Throbbing within and without. The chains that ensnare came so close to being loosened. It was as though I could steal a night of fresh air. They say leaves change in the fall... And you're not here. No, not at all.
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