Hearing the shatter in the wind

Vocaling the hidden pain.

Like a fort night  wave

Revealed are the agonizing words;

Of you being the new tyrant.

It has become a tragic loss

For me

For sure.

Fortunate or not

Too soon to say.

My heart says yes

But the dead leaves say otherwise.

The humanity you once owned

Is now but gone.

I see you passing

Crushing what you know I cherish.

The autumn leaves,

My autumn leaves

Deflating my bosom

Of the hyped emotions.

I thought you to be my knight

Sanity to my insane world.

But then the loss that I faced

Is not more but my fate.

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