The Fall

Dark and darkness fall, red, red fall. like the blazing trees and leaves. Sweet, sweet fall, bloody ruby landscapes, terror screaming wind, full of pleas. Fall has come, darkness consumes, summer is fading, light is gone. Fear in place of happiness remain, blackened bark of the flaming trees, turns to ashes and decorates hopelessly, in the cry filled wind, now still. Pools of red nourish the ruby leaf scattering trees, in the eerie quiet.

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