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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Death · #1395715

A jealousy thing...

The Sunset of Your Life

Willows of silence
Breaking the trees
He soon will be punished
and forced to his knees

Boil his blood
And tangle his bones
A soup will be conjured
From his parts alone

My dearest of friends
So quickly turned foe
Of my jealous storm
Now sorrow and woe

I lay here in dreams
so stuttered in thought
face my own tragic fall
With this pain I've wrought
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