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The Hanging Tree
Neath the hanging tree
I ever so carelessly
existing freely, all smiles,
fooled by my own guile.
Darkness drank whole the light;
every bulb and candle bright!
Gloom loomed a foul sickness
empowered by my own weakness.
I tried ever so desperately
('neath the hanging tree)
to allure a cure from inside
they all passed by way of pride.
Those creatures through skin pierce,
vile, violent, dark and ever so fierce!
I had found a slight hope to be free,
though I writhe 'neath the hanging tree.
I ever so carelessly
existing freely, all smiles,
fooled by my own guile.
Darkness drank whole the light;
every bulb and candle bright!
Gloom loomed a foul sickness
empowered by my own weakness.
I tried ever so desperately
('neath the hanging tree)
to allure a cure from inside
they all passed by way of pride.
Those creatures through skin pierce,
vile, violent, dark and ever so fierce!
I had found a slight hope to be free,
though I writhe 'neath the hanging tree.
Published 25th Jul 2017
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- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
25th Jul 2017 5:30pm
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26th Jul 2017 5:57am
I'm glad you think so, I have to say, as someone who rarely likes my own work I'm rather proud of this one. Thank you for your kind words, Amelia. I appreciate it very much.
~anonshadow
~anonshadow
27th Jul 2017 3:45pm
They do indeed. Thank you for the insightful words, I greatly appreciate.
~anonshadow
~anonshadow
