I'll have to throw a few poems at you, hope you don't mind.
1.
I met you in Autumn
Red, yellow leaves
Falling from the trees
Beautiful death
Of my memories
2.
This is my own mistake
While you wait
The world around you
Doesn't slow its moving pace
And a tear
Is running down my face
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