Poem -

Time of Death

Time of death: September 22
Death is everywhere
You can smell it in the air
When the colors deceive you
And make you think they’re full of life
But then later crumble in the dirt to be forever forgotten
Nonetheless, this death is appreciated for what it was on it’s deathbed
When the time for memories end,
And the sun loses it power,
But paves way to more beauty
When causing death is a sport
But somehow it brings out the light
This is the season in which death deceives all
And death makes us happy and appreciate life
 

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