by the trees?
put me in your drawing please
shall i stand over there by the trees
or would you prefer if i walked away
and you could draw me in the way
that you catch a moment before it’s gone
oh go on go on draw me please
on my knees if you prefer for the breeze
of autumn is hunching life’s shoulders
i am one of life’s defeated soldiers
marching a dirge towards my grave
oh go on go please be brave
put me in your drawing please
i think i’ll lie down
over there
under the trees
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