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Plaintive Cry

Plaintive Cry

WRITTEN BY CHRISTINE DE VERA GRAPHICS BY IVAN FERRAN

You are like autumn The way your lip beams With your dimple showing, is like fall. And I’m falling. You smile like the season, So warm, yet it feels like It’s going to be cold soon. And my heart’s going to crack

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Like the sound of the crisp sunburnt leaves When you step on it. The leaves will fall to the ground, Like the way we’ll fall apart. And it’s going to fly with the wind, And away it will go, And the way I’ll go, When I walk away from you.

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