By Amber Waldo
The fallen leaves swirl
As my car passes where it happened
Where I cried
In the crimson pools
As Reality struck my soul
As Flashes blinded my eyes
As Rumors struck my face
As the Sour raindrops hit my window
As the vermillion wind swirls
As my soul stops
I now know,
That My crystal tears will fall,
upon the scar of autumn
Until death tears us apart