

NovemberNovember just knocked on my door in it's eyes, a message as it sighs... It carried a bunch of letters filled with dried tears and goodbyes...November
As I hear the leaves die breaking in my heart, I feel a beat shaking a last breath I stand here taking wondering what lies behind...
What if I go back in time even for a second or two.. Would I have saved those dead leaves would I have made a change by all means or am I here just for living second after second my life I'm giving waiting for my body to be raked just like these November leaves.. &
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All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring.
Give me anything in this whole fucking world that is exactly what it looks like!
-Invisible Monsters, Chuck Palahniuk
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