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Sat Feb 16, 08 02:24 PM
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Bitter Autumn
What has the autumn done tu us?
That endless wind, that heavy rain...
Your fingers strunggling the glass
My eyes with tears and bitter pain.
It's over now, thought hurts a lot
Forgive it please, the autumn's game.
We could be happy, but we're not
Forsake its song, forget its name
Why had the song been cruel and dead?
How could it do it all to us?
It's stolen happiness we've had
And buried flowers into grass
Forgive it all; the empty sky
The trees are grey, the sun so red
The inner feeling meant to die,
The bitter autumn we have had.
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