You bring around a fragrance of a smiling fall.
If the taste wasn't so bitter, I'd lower my guard.
Makes me hesitant. But fall is so beautiful, and I'm done watching residual happiness.
Maybe it's the soft look at a safe distance. Maybe it's the trail of uninterrupted hands. I don't know if I'll understand, but it most certainly pins me against the wall. Renders me shapeless.
If the taste wasn't so bitter, I'd lower my guard.
Makes me hesitant. But fall is so beautiful, and I'm done watching residual happiness.
Maybe it's the soft look at a safe distance. Maybe it's the trail of uninterrupted hands. I don't know if I'll understand, but it most certainly pins me against the wall. Renders me shapeless.
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