HEMSTONE OWINO
Member Since: 1 year ago
SHE DIED BEFORE DAWN
I walked out of the woods, Holding herbs in my hand, and some in my mouth, My shaman had instructed. And to win, I must limp on one foot, across the desert and beside the stream's murmurs... Only so, I can save my life's life... But there was no desert, just sounds of death whistling... and scorpions, it's more than hostile... Nonetheless, I must get home before, before she's gone But she was going anyway... The cards, I didn't play well, I'd created a life within hell, And recuperating, my cel...
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