Burning Leaf

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Burning Leaf

All the confusing
Things that are things,
Missing excitement,
Given requirements that you state.

Like fire, clove, and cinnamon,
On a nice autumn day,
With a chill breeze on my bare knees,
This feeling is here to stay.

Burning fire,
Burning piece of me,
Burning to the ground.

All the excitement, all the rage.
Ignites all of the decay.
Am I okay?
I ask today.
The answer is in the flames.

Burning leaf.
Burning inside me, burning through today.
A piece of me is burning in there,
Hot and on display.

A leaf in flames,
Wanders away.
Carries on,
Blowing along its way.

Like fire, clove, and cinnamon,
On a nice autumn day,
With a chill breeze on my bare knees,
This feeling is here to stay.

 

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