Beating Tree

Rookie (august 16 1995)

Beating Tree Poems

1. A rose I am no more 5/17/2010
2. I take a step 5/17/2010
3. A written stutter 5/17/2010
4. Covered & Colored 5/17/2010
5. Always lost in thought 5/17/2010
6. Purple & Green Shadows 5/17/2010
7. Across the sea 5/17/2010
8. Hells not hot its cold 5/17/2010
9. Please 5/27/2010
10. I died in the winter 5/27/2010
11. Someday 5/17/2010
12. My Heart Was Born With Wings 8/6/2012
13. A Blood Red King 12/10/2011
14. As A Red Rose 12/10/2011
15. Head Loose 12/10/2011
16. Hearing her whispers in the night. 12/11/2011
17. A Tearfull Sorrow 1/25/2012
18. Pain 1/25/2012
19. Sway 1/25/2012
20. Scarlett 6/17/2012

These hands

These hands I have do not belong to this flesh.
These hands don’t have skin just bones.
These hands hold a long and thin scythe.
These hands I have did something I didn’t want.
These hands I have, I want them to be chopped off.
These hands I have kill me in the inside
These hands I have torture my eyes.
These hands I have do not love what I love.
These hands I have tossed away the ring I vowed to cherish.

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