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skeleton hills stand tall even though they stand dead trees like backbones poking through the hills flesh don't cry my dear they chose to die here death shall be beautiful just look at those skeleton hills low clouds hang frames along the mountains back wildflowers grow promising life does show on skeleton hills dry your tears for it's the sky's turn to cry If I could chose I'd die right here dignified death for they stand dead on skeleton hills.
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 4:47 PM UTC
Skeleton Hills
skeleton hills stand tall even though they stand dead trees like backbones poking through the hills flesh don't cry my dear they chose to die here death shall be beautiful just look at those skeleton hills low clouds hang frames along the mountains back wildflowers grow promising life does show on skeleton hills dry your tears for it's the sky's turn to cry If I could chose I'd die right here dignified death for they stand dead on skeleton hills.
I wrote this after seeing dead trees scattered across the mountain side. It may be dark but I hope you enjoyed.
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 4:47 PM UTC
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