Monday, 6 July 2015

Listen carefully to  the rustle of falling leaves,
doesn't it remind you of some landslide
along the banks of a flooding river.
Silently and steadily, something breaking away,
without even a chance to make it stay.
This way the world changes around us.
We never realise how much.
Somewhere inside, the trickle of blood,
seeps through unnoticed, until its too late.

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