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<blockquote data-quote="twisted" data-source="post: 3508778" data-attributes="member: 82108"><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="color: Black"><strong>the Fall of Every Season - Her Withering Petals</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">A manifest of this crucified hope.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Familiar sound, reflecting his own blood.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Haunting, yet intriguing.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">No watcher, no lock,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">only the sweet voice.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Daringly stepped out</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">to see things clear.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Gone before he could see the face.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Left was urge to seek.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Drops of autumn fell</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">on trembling leaves,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">red from summer's departure,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">weak from lack of light.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The Leaves were torn and so was he,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">as he tried to follow her trace.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">A winterly wind embraced his throat</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">and tried its best to strangle.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">What kept him going was what had left him.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">It was what he couldn't keep.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Kept hunting ancient traces,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">following flickering lights.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">This ghost was sculpted by his</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">desire to say goodbye.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Could left the hollow sky,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">as it swallowed all its sorrow.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Nearly breathless,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">he grasped the nearest branch.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The voice reappeared,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">and now he felt sure that it was her,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">so he did his best</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">to force his feet along.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">A scarlet dress in the wind.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Shadows on stumps of once mighty trees</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">spread rumors of her presence.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Looked into her eyes and took her hand.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">This imagined warm touch was his relief.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Kneeling at her feet, ready for his sleep.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Had no longer wish to arise.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Put her arm around him, no more cries.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Slept there until the fierce cold awoke</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">to erase all tracks of life.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="twisted, post: 3508778, member: 82108"] [FONT=Verdana][COLOR=Black][B]the Fall of Every Season - Her Withering Petals[/B][/COLOR] A manifest of this crucified hope. Familiar sound, reflecting his own blood. Haunting, yet intriguing. No watcher, no lock, only the sweet voice. Daringly stepped out to see things clear. Gone before he could see the face. Left was urge to seek. Drops of autumn fell on trembling leaves, red from summer's departure, weak from lack of light. The Leaves were torn and so was he, as he tried to follow her trace. A winterly wind embraced his throat and tried its best to strangle. What kept him going was what had left him. It was what he couldn't keep. Kept hunting ancient traces, following flickering lights. This ghost was sculpted by his desire to say goodbye. Could left the hollow sky, as it swallowed all its sorrow. Nearly breathless, he grasped the nearest branch. The voice reappeared, and now he felt sure that it was her, so he did his best to force his feet along. A scarlet dress in the wind. Shadows on stumps of once mighty trees spread rumors of her presence. Looked into her eyes and took her hand. This imagined warm touch was his relief. Kneeling at her feet, ready for his sleep. Had no longer wish to arise. Put her arm around him, no more cries. Slept there until the fierce cold awoke to erase all tracks of life. [/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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