These November Winds
I thought I had been saved, but when the November wind blows... I know no longer.
credit to InnocentLolita for the picture. I just edited it.
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The cold November wind blows
Sweeping things of new away
Bringing back memories of old
Drag me back, they may
My desires of long ago, I behold
Once again, pull me under the wave
I believed that I had been already saved
But such may be my final grave
When these November winds blow