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Bloodwood Hollow
Gnarled branches reach to the Heavens As if to strangle the life out of the stars in the sky And moonlight splashes across a pristine lake But there is no breeze so the surface is like glass As if the Earth ripped out a patch of the sky If something within yet lives It would possibly be very terrifying A beast with no eyes Or a demon without feeling In reality someone died there long ago Forgotten by the pages of time A lost and lonely soul With no family or friends Nobody to notice their disappearance Nobody except for me And branches snap underfoot As I rest flowers next to the lake Here in the middle of nowhere The only sound I hear is my heartbeat And my slow breathing To break the Earth's illusion I touch the surface of the lake And watch the ripple spread widely It's as the ripple slows to a stop That I drop to my buttocks and think This dead corpse wasn't forgotten Not by me for a very good reason The corpse is my depression And every dark thought of suicide Slain by righteous friendship And a sense of hope That the future will be better Here in Bloodwood Hollow I finally cast aside The pain, sorrow, and angst Among the lake and trees I simply smile
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