Ochre

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Leaves change to a bright orange
Candle scents that remind me of fall
Wearing a sweater, soft and warm
How to live above it all?

Soul burns inside the fire
Looking away at the sunset
Breathing in every last hope
Before the sunflower wilts and becomes dead

Maybe the last chance to smile
Is hidden deep within your eyes
Or will my soul forever burn in flames?
With feelings that don't believe in time

The world is covered in ochre
Cold air chills my veins
Hopefully to get a piece of closure
Released from the broken pain

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