* Last Fall *

Literature, Poem, poetry 1 Minute

I thought it would be the last fall,
Like what they said, the war that ends all the wars,
Or, in Francis’ terms, the end of the history,
I really thought so,

    Until you broke it down.

Now I’m scared,
What if it is the last fall?

Published by William C

I would like to rise with red hair and eat men like air, but am instead drifting with my sorrowful tears.

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