Autumn -

Nothing really matters, we all turn

To dust, you know that?

nothing is

Forever, everything will end in

Silence…

Nothing has a reason until it’s

Defined by us, and nothing is elusive

As long as you have the will to

Look…

To give way to the new, to take away

The farkness of our hearts

Replace the things that hurt…

To create… something…

Nothing… nothing becomes something…

Nothing… nothing becomes something…