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  • From the gallows


    From the gallows

    Birds fly
    Sweet morning springs
    A thistle bag swings
    Pasted is your tongue
    Behold the sunrise
    Our thoughts are chopped
    Into a million shimmering pieces
    Mothers love is like her milk
    Dried inside and gone
    With you now a man
    Dawning a new tattoo
    Being delivered up
    The pride of the street
    Swells on your skin
    All the particles of the universe
    Will never surrender
    Innocence is a grain cast away
    Six O clock, church bells ring
    Six O one, angels sing
    There is time in the ever after
    Hell hears the screams
    Heaven the laughter

    RDS
    THE SECOND

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    Oh, I like this this one, TS. I don't know exactly why...maybe the somber subject matter...but it reminds me of something Poe would have written.

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