Gothic Angel
I'm walking through the leaves
falling all around
Their lazy fall from grace
never making any sound
It's this time of year
when I need to be on my own
I'm nervous and I'm restless
need to go outside and roam
The fiery brilliance swirls around
my dark, enshrouded form
The colors ever spectacular
on the dark and dreary morns
(10-18-00)
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