automne chill

‘twas the persistence that gone wrong
succumbed in the proliferation of hope and despair
nothing really matters, at the end

‘twas so cold and quiete outside
and the leafes are falling.
still and silent

nothing’s changed but waiting.
and keep waiting.
silent.
the sky turns grey

and the last straw
‘twas so heavy so suffocating
‘twas cold and everything’s falling

the devil shouts
this hold off is doomed to fail

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