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Willow's OakCategory: (general)
Friday, 14 July 2017
03:52:02 AM (GMT)
At the end of day, 
When trees fade away.
Their branches to tinder,
As their roots wither, decay. 

Inhaled the poison smoke,
Did the great Willow's Oak.
And bled tears of amber,
For her great branches broke. 

At peace, in peices,
At the end of day.
When all the trees,
The trees fade away.
Last edited: 14 July 2017

Comments 
SubGenius says:   17 July 2017   122007  
This is the only amateur poetry I've ever read on Kupika that didn't
make me throw up in my mouth a little, and I've been lurking in this
miserable pile for nearly 9 years. great job.
 
Jaded says :   1 August 2017   837270  
Thank you, Stranger. For your ?kind? words.
 

 
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