November...

I used to love November,
The English rain,
The leaves turing bright,
Then lose it all,
Live life summed up as whole,
You shine bright for a while,
Then every single one of us,
Loses it for a little while,
every once in a while,
And then,
You get soaked with tears,
Whipe you're mind, body & soul,
Clean and clam again...
Not a cloud in the sky,
Not a drop of rain to be found,
Only the red and yellow leaves,
You'll shine again,
Until the clouds appear,
And you share another tear...
But don't worry my dear,
Balance comes when you're older,
And much much bolder,
I only wonder why,
It seems that lately...
It only seems to be flood with rain...

it's had to hold a candle in the cold november rain...

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