autumn tasted like hesitant freedom last year
like boundless adventure this year
and my eyes are not swollen and flooded
so I am excited for the blazing reds and
glowing yellows
am excited for crisp cool air
that won't be as hard to swallow
I've got a hold of this freedom thing
this freedom thing
has a hold on me
won't let me go
and I am lost in this freedom thing
a pile of reds and yellows
that have no bottom
no end
and i don't wonder what my end will be
just what color my jacket will be.
3 comments:
I LOVE this.
I HAD NO IDEA YOU HAD A BLOG. sweet Jesus let's be friends.
did i inspire this or just coincidence? please, help me.
iiiiii love you.
AND DON'T THINK I'M COCKY (like peterpan) even though i know that you do.
i really really like this and i like that i've watched you through this year and i love you and i was just wondering because the topics were the same.
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