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#poem#seasons

szns -> seasons


  • When seasons change, I feel dead


I think I may
fall in love in October
but as halloween comes around
I'm too spooked
to walk down these roads

So I decide to run.
run hard, run fast, run long
run till the thoughts in my head
freeze just like the weather.

Another month goes by,
and your merino red sweater
is pulled over my bear chest
I mark the 3rd
on the calendar
a sweet reminder

you and me are like glue
radiating our way through the bitter cold
leaving behind a sweeter road.
you tell me of your past
I made you my present
we dream of a future together.

3 months pass by
the flowers we planted in full bloom
the colors rich, and the petals a plenty
we dance around
our home
rhythmic clicks, linoleum tiles

but I guess,
4 is unlucky, the Chinese warn
you leave a ghost,
and I lose, my you.

The flowers we planted,
Have no fruits to bear
Nevertheless I grasp on
to the stems of the roses;
blood thorns embed my hands. The long heat comes
with that the drying of leaves too
I remain confined in my room
in a coma, on my desk
studying reading writing
distracting myself
from everything about you.

As the fall rolls around
and the heat waves end.
I become love sick with you
once again.
I dance alone in the kitchen
wishing my feet would dance
like they did with you.
I would have died for you,
but you already did for me

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  • inspired by like 8 different songs

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