Crumpled orange petals
through autumn they fall
mixed color with red and black
so dark it turns, the color looses it's track
one by one the pieces torn
every single day, the feeling is mourn
as it falls on the ground, with screeching scream
a day later, the petals go dim
sorrow the crumpled orange petals
silently, slowly, brushing it away, it falls
mixed color with red and black
so dark it turns, the color looses it's track
