The Fall has begun.
The leaves decided to fall together in a beautiful way.
The colors unite them as they descend to the ground.
They bring life to the fall, like the sun brings light to us all.
But then it's us.
We decided to part ways.
We decided to take sides with the early darkness that befalls us and makes us go astray.
Is that how our love is? Is it stitched in the fabrics of the darkness of this world?
It is so foreign to me,
that I have become colorblind to these decended leaves.
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You Who Knows Least
ПоезіяA sequel to my book "You Who Knows Best". Read, and you will find much intellect. The thoughts I share here are of my inner sect.
