The autumn leaves are falling on my head
As the wind swept through my autumn night,
Darkness reached its coldest and sun was dead.
I ran in horror to search for my light,
While I shiver in need for warm supply.
Black was the sky, no star on it tonight.
Lost as I was, fell_ground was where I lied.
Felt like a fly who missed its time of flight.
Intimate feeling of abandonment,
They left me like I was a piece of trash.
Fool was I, danced in spider's amusement.
So dense, I did not notice 'till I crash.

Doubt enters as time kills last hope, and it dies.
When will I get out from this web of lies....
 
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