As the Leaves of Autmn

Red was the sunset,

red as the leaves of autumn.

One by one

they fell without a sound.

Red were the roses,

red as the leaves of autumn.

Drop by drop

they stained the ground like crimson blood.

 

Merely an echo remained,

piercing the sky’s after its loud bang

bleeding the fallen bear was,

bleeding as the leaves of Autumn.

 

-by THE GREAT and not so powerful Eric Renaud

 

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