I loved her in November

When the sun burned cold

And the air tasted of snow

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I loved her in November

With the trees bare and ashen

Their leaves blowing across our path

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I loved her in November

As we walked by iron rivers

Under a steel-grey sky

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I loved her in November

Cold rain dripping off her hair

Now it’s December and the streets are empty

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I loved her in November

Then it ended, and she was gone

A month spent and wasted

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I loved her in November.

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A/N not sure how i feel about this one.