Misplaced sapling

by Sean   Feb 9, 2010


Bloody sap drains, this is broken;
ripped suffering rots in hope.
Seeping wounds bathe in unfamiliar sunlight,
growing twisted without tender touch.
These nights are so much colder.

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Sean, 2010

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  • 14 years ago

    by Nobodys Hero

    A piece dark yet I found it very beautiful, your wording was very captivating =]
    Your a talented writter! keep it up

  • 14 years ago

    by Brenda

    I adore the title. & you should be really proud of the piece you constructed. Well done. Thanks for sharing, and keep it up :]

    5/5