Once A Dreary SeptemberOnce a dreary September, I was led to embers.In midnight pangs when I was…

Once A Dreary September

Once a dreary September, I was led to embers.
In midnight pangs when I was damned, my heart became a stormy weather.

Once a dreary September, my name, I couldn’t remember.
Then came in waves, in flocks and horde, the past of my December.

Once a dreary September, my heart felt it’s last summer.
In sunset hues and dark blue, I let myself suffer.

Once a dreary September, when I was somber,
I shut the windows, the doors and my eyes inviting my last slumber.

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