Cold breezy air of dying summer,
Shining sunlight showering under.
Till the cotton clouds drift and fall,
As the autumn starts to crawl.
The hotness of love at the start.
Making lovers not to be apart.
Till the hate and trust fade.
Tears were only left in the glade.
Season's of Love
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Mr. Sorrowrhyme
PoetryPoems with Pains Love and Lives Sorrows in Words ! ♪♥♡♥♡♥♪ Warning ! Contents may be fueled by sorrow and bitterness. ♥♡ Dear readers, I merely wrote this poem to express my thoughts and feelings about tragic love. This c...
