Wake me up when September ends
when Fall begins and summer ends
when the leafs turn red
like a knife beside my bed..
[its actually black cos blood dried up but same thing]
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Now even October is gone - the days, weeks. months and years go by so quickly, and seem quicker the older one gets. Such a tragic poem - must have been a bad summer. Hope the rest of the year is much better. Thanks for commenting on Loving a Drunk.
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>.< You're stupid. That's all I have to say KC.
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