October Breathes
October loves me
September baby
Virgo across its face
Out of it’s play pen
This child
decides to spin
In a vacant scenery
Thinking back
On what yesterday
meant to me
He’s going on
It won’t be long
As he’s carried home
Don’t you love me sober
Days I’m drifting
Along In October
She just sits there
Someone hold her
Kiss her sober
Missing all the fun
Just growing older
Flowers ale
Roses
Paint you pale
Broken, shapeless
Only strangers notice
The rain
That follows hail
Jesus Seekers
Leaves bristle
Against
a fallen preacher
your father’s gone
Running home
No ones worried
That your gone
Don’t you love me sober
It’s almost over
For days I’m drifting now
Alone in October
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