Torn in Threes
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kaylynn
kaylynnAwkward writer girl
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Losing it all
was never our call.

Torn in Threes

Golden leaves fall, signally the end of it all.

Twisted twigs call, voicing vivid cries.

Pulverized trees gleam, screeching in agony.

We are torn in threes. Fury. Infamy. Glory.

Used to satisfy the need, craved by the deity,

Known as man.

Who takes all and leaves none.

Innocence and purity, a rarity amidst immaturity.

Golden leave cracking at the seams.

Twisted twigs snapping against it's will.

Pulverized trees plunge into a chipper,

Fit to please the city slicker.

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