Leaves
Smell of putrefaction
Standing in the fog
of the autumnal grey
among trees that observe
just like silent ghosts
the course of that reality
But the willow know
that his leaf's fall
it's only food for the roots
Leaves
Decadence
I feed myself with selled souls
of common whores of brain
drinking joyful tears
of whom confuse beauty and wisdom
The smell of death
glad my night
The smell of death
rejoice my life
I'm the Evil
I'm alone
But not a bitch
Not a rotten leaf

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