Death Of Another Kind Poem by Brittany Baird

Death Of Another Kind



I hear the willow's song. Such a melancholy tune. She sings of a world gone by, no more in this day and time. Her song has faded over the years, and is fading still. She's dying at the hands of men. Such greedy, greedy hands...

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