Witherland
By thevenomwitch
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  • Poetry
  • death
  • life
  • love
  • poetry
  • rebirth
  • souls
  • witherland

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Again: precarious. When blood remains, I see the world tripping over the edge of the sword, red and forgotten. They drop, drop, drop-- balance. And we fall endlessly. [a poetry series by alice © 2017]

[1] This is Where We End

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Witherland
by thevenomwitch
973
303
114
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