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Autumn

Fiery hair was met with frosty fears.

Autumn- By A.M.

She

Smiled

And the pumpkins lost their charm.

The ghouls and goblins

Were chased away.

Her spirit was not

Tame.

Her hair changed

Like leaves.

Red

Orange

Yellow

Brown.

And her eyes

Sparkled

Mischief in her soul.

We go to the park to sit

and watch children play

But

The weather began to chill when

End November hit.

-

December came too fast and

She changed her hair to white.

Her eyes once sky blue

Were ice.

Cold

Cruel

Distant.

She didn't love me then.

She preferred Sweaters

To my arms.

She would rather snow

To my love.

-

March

Brought green hair

She started warming up to me again.

She smiled.

I hadn't seen that

Since past October.

-

Summer came and I

Saw my wild child again.

We went skinny dipping

In the dark

And her soul

Touched me once more

My sweet Summer.

-

But I still missed her

Calm

Autumn

Smile.

-

Am I wrong

For only loving

Her

Ever changing

Leaves?

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Amuli Miori
Amuli Miori

I'm an 18-year-old Genderfluid baby who can't control their emotions. Most of my stories have to deal with trauma, depression, anxiety, or all three. I sincerely hope that you enjoy reading and I hope you have a lovely life, my dears.

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