An angry rain,
A stroke of light,
Tonight this beauty
Surrenders the fight
Moss coated floor,
Rotting trees,
She’ll promise tonight,
Swear to be free.
A blood spackled dawn,
Red fading light,
Her heart in her fist,
The air grows too tight
The forest cries,
The twilight forlorn,
The blade on her breast,
Secretly mourns.
She
Lets
Go.
What did you think?
Comments
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Wow this is amazing I like the imagination in this piece :] great write


