Concrete Jungle

Red autumn leaves drop like glowing warm blood
The trees hide the better views
Behind the leaves, there lies paradise
Burn the fear out of every moment
Be engulfed by the flames
Watch the autumn leaves fall
The leaves burn away the fear
When the trees start to bleed and bleed
Knowing Mother Nature’s process
That better views are coming
The leaves fall to the ground
With all too much ease than ever known

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