The smell is in the air October rust
Coming back for more for your lust
There is something about you
Nothing compares to the colors of trees
Nothing like the dirt that smells divine in between my knees
It is a mystical, and I cannot exist with out you
You are my drug of choice , I would die without you so true
The wind falls, the air dances around me
Darkness with the moon sheer delight
I hunger for halloween.
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