Sleepy Hollowed
Sleepy Hollowed  confessional poetry stories
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milenamoon
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Confessional Poetry

Sleepy Hollowed

I will have your head like the one you stole Wearing it as a replacement. Placing revenge on my shoulders to carry the burden Right square in the middle Now we are even. The headless horsemen of this new era But the horse will leave you too. For he is a show horse not a ghost corpse And I have made you the star. Selling tickets to the aftermath of your decapitation. Your blood far more rich than it was pure. All expenses included. This time, It did not cost me a thing.

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