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Willow Corpse
A corpse of willow in shadows
weeps for me a gentle embrace
a sleeveless haunting stare
of naked bark and bone fingers
dripping it's lusting marrow
pulsing memories, ancient rites
decaying into twilight
weeps for me a gentle embrace
a sleeveless haunting stare
of naked bark and bone fingers
dripping it's lusting marrow
pulsing memories, ancient rites
decaying into twilight
Published 7th Jan 2025
| Edited 8th Jan 2025
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