November winds kick me with a breeze,
foolish thinking has me lifted with glee,
thinking mother nature has a thing for me,
Lady luck ashes blunts upon my destiny,
It Burns deep when your feeling the cuts,
Cut by those not giving a fuck,
but warm hearts turn blue when the seasons change,
All those you use to care about you start feeling strange,
like did they ever care before,
I remember days when they were there before,
odd that I can only Count it on one hand,
with chopped fingers leaving only one in the middle damn,
Past October so the days are colder,
holidays are coming closer,
but still everyone's failing there they hardly work the hardest,
holidays are where your heart is,
I remember November last year I was right here,
I remember November this year and it isn't even here,
your left asking why man but I prefer you to say why Carl,
define a man but his dreams and his failures better yet,
WHY C.H.A.R.L.E.S
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