I met a girl on halloween
well she was lost and I was drunk
and it was dark and cold out when we left
and as we walked the rain started
the leaves I've felt
with every step and all around around us
people slept alone with their dreams
the wind came down from out the planes
and blew the leaves out through the streets
I wondered how far leaves could really fly
would they rest in several yards
or make it to the city
or would they end up in the river just to float away
she pointed to a small brick house
and said it was where she grew up
the lights were out
she asked if we could stop for a while
her hair was still just getting wet
water running down her neck
collecting in the hand printed cement beneath her feet
apparently there had been a death
someone close had nothing left
because she hadn't left him in the end
I saw her blush when I asked
if she always talked like that
she said it only happened when she drank
and later on I felt her hand slipping into my cold fist
she promised me a kiss as soon as we got home
her costume had begun to tear
she ran ahead and turned to me
her laughter echoed through the empty streets.
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