The Devil's Tree
the base soaked with pee
the devils tree
the stream traveled down
to the roots
in the ground
hands turning black
this haunting is whack
lightning struck
what the
swerving off the road
the fear growed
in the past
lives didnt last
hung from the tree
now filled with pee
the devils tree
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