change of seasons
All is something a bit more
You are to me, flowing through my heart
The smell of seasons changing is closer
Silence once again becomes valuable
Yearning for something so worthless
This change of season again changes me
Feeling a bit more distant with myself
Not caring
Caring for nothing more than I should
Caring for me less than I care to admit
This is over before I get to make my mark
Change of seasons once again makes me love
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