wandering like a dream
in lomographic colours
setting in
are the burned sides of crepe paper
chronic is the new annihilation
vivid no more
as it crumples
like a cut flower
scratching the depth
in days of forever
never mind
our guardian angels
what do we get in a fraction of heaven?
wonder no more
the clouds are getting heavier
like september
***
Frank Sinatra~
The leaves are brown, came tumbling down, remember
That september, in the rain
The sun went out just like a dying ember
That september, in the rain
To every word of love I've heard you whisper
All the raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me it's still september
That september, in the rain
The leaves are brown, came tumbling down, remember
That september, in the rain
The sun went out just like a dying ember
That september, in the rain
To every word of love I've heard you whisper
All the raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me it's still september
That september, in the rain
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