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The Dark Wood’s Wrath

Date Written: September 29, 2017
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Here In the forest, dark and deep

I offer you eternal sleep. 

With rusted moon and blood strained grass 

Pain and torture come to pass

 

The bright flame dances through  the trees 

Bringing victims to their knees

Grasping to their gasping throats

For now they sing their final note

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