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Autumn tales
As the sweet October falls
And the brown leaves started shedding
He sat alone in a balcony
Lost deep in his own thoughts
A lighted cigarette in his hands
It was her birthday he remembered
How can he forget the day
Just the fact that they no longer celebrate it together
Although he tried not to picture them
Of the days and memories, they've created
Maybe it's true as they say
The first cut is the deepest
Like a burning cigarette
Turning into an ashes
Perhaps what remains are just the memories
And the sad autumn tales
© thepurplefeathers
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