The red wood



What can I give 

that you have not taken

In the red wood I followed 

withstanding fear

And bled true passion 

from within my heart 

The hart you betrayed 

to use against me


You corrupted

what was freely given

Deceive and abused

what once was love

As blood bleeds from 

that cut to the throat

My blood for

your existence 


As I fall in death 

I will rise in retribution 

With righteous evil

I will live again

To be that creature 

that exists in death

To be your curse 

Your nemesis

◄ Ochre

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Fri 15th Feb 2019 07:35

Thank you for the comments Keith much appreciated. Thank you Damon and Jon for the likes

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keith jeffries

Thu 14th Feb 2019 17:09

Desmond, powerful words of retribution but well said. Keith

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