Branches high
And sharp
Against the midnight sky
Deformed
And
Warped
Twisted,
Black skeletal
Hands,
Reaching,
Grabbing
For new prey
Forest,
Silent
Scarred
Will you
Be taken by
Those
Twisted Branches,
Below the
Full moon
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Haunted (a collection of poems)
PoesíaA collection of poetry, scary and beautiful. Crafted for these chilling autumn months.
