The changing of seasons, is a time for fear.

by Kortnie   Jun 8, 2005


Autumn is cold
lets everyone die.
Autumn its time for a change
your evil is enough to derange.
Autumn you let no life in,
nothing but hatred dwells within.
Autumn why are you knocking on my door?
Run run, am I done for?
How can one thing be so hateful?
Or maybe I'm just ungrateful.
From summer to autumn this I fear,
I love Summer more my dear.
Summer is so warm and nice.
Autumns hate is cold as ice.
How can you choose over me asks Autumn?
run and kill now I got 'em.
Speak of me in such harsh ways.
No love for me, sends me in a craze
Autumn and her monologue.....
she doesn't know better her mind is in a fog.
say good bye Autumn, Summer, and I,
for now its time for us to all die.
Autumns hate withered us, killed us all.
Now you know why I fear the season we call fall.

~This isn't my best poem, I wrote it really fast. I don't even know if people will know what I'm talking about.~

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