Tuesday Reblog: The Last Leaves — the blighters rock

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blood drops from tired limbs red in life’s last fight but winter brings oblivion unsure, unending night the promised springtime is unsure first must naked boughs grow cold for the price of birth is death in turn these leaves are sold.

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