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Strange Leaves
Strange Leaves
Documenting Venomous Forests

I was entering a void of no-nature
Of forests deserted by live creatures
Which inspired the sermon of no preacher
In this wasteland of ghosts a portraiture

When I encountered these monsters
Among lakes of firey mist
Some blood emerged from my wrists
And made of my cries a loud concert

I'd been doomed by the kiss
Of the children of the inert
Which with beauty threat no danger
'Til one can't fight any longer
Strange Leaves

Strange Leaves

Venomous Forests