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Just Caleigh Apr 2015
I* felt the knife drag across my heart
Years after we carved one in this *tree

I only felt the repercussions after it killed me
Now I'm drowning in the blood of the tree
Mingled with tears from the sky

I feel at one with nature.
Self-Assurance. Freedom. They may come at a price.

— The End —