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  • The breaking hearts of the trees

    Startet av BambiB  26 dager siden


    As the sun sleeps in and it’s warmth disappear
    We welcome the October wind that’s in the air

    Its howls and whispers might sound like despair
    But for the trees it ignites a flame, similar to that of a love affair

    The wind carries and murmur soft promises of care
    So intimate the trees can’t help but blush the color of a scorching flare

    Then the murmurs turns harsh and the promises unfair
    And the trees they grieve and their colors impair

    The leaves painted in warmth become to heavy too bear
    They wilt and their complexion turn brown as if to declare

    Every moment can be your last
    Every breath your final
    yet we travel through life unaware