• I thought you should know I was haunted
    Seems fitting on this bleak autumn day
    All the trees stand stripped and naked
    Their cloaks have been whispered away

    The prairie asunder is shrouded
    Hiding its strong stoic face
    The emerald blades are dying
    Ashamed by their complacent disgrace

    Apollo himself has hidden
    In these tempestuous November skies
    The flowers have long since withered
    Chastened by icy reprise

    I thought you should know I see you
    In spite of this cold misty haze
    Only the concrete accepts your drizzle
    Even nature rejects your ways

    Apollo lets drizzle be frozen
    Existing as sludge on the street
    Cursed upon by all people
    Stepped on by our feet

    I thought you should know you're forgiven
    Perhaps your judgment was lost in the muddle
    And though what you took cant be re-given
    My tears don't plunge to a puddle

    Its actually your climate that concerns me
    For I know that you must not be well
    Even a strong man would take to weeping
    Whilst envisioning forever in hell
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