lael1bologna's author note:I wrote this about two/one day ago at night. So, sorry if there are corrections. Please tell me if you liked it, and what-not. Mostly the what-not because I'd love to know what this makes you think of.

Oh, and tell me if you hate the format, for if it's just too hard to read from one side to the middle and then back again. I won't get offended.

Enjoy!


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The tree's claws tare at your face,
As they capture you in their kindling.
You cannot escape.
"You shall never escape," goes their call.

Be free,

escape from this prison of twigs

Of your clawing memories.

Trapped in there forever with patience,
And your old memories are lingering.
You shall escape.
"You cannot escape" goes their call.

Be free,

escape from this prison of twigs

Of your clawing memories.

Trapped,
No! Don't give up.
Sapped,
No! Never give up!

Be free,

escape from this prison of twigs

Of your clawing memories.

Don't let the memories scar you.

Be free,

escape from this prison of twigs

Of your clawing memories.

((Be free))

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Inspiration:
I was walking my dog when it was really dark, and the tree branch that looked like a claw almost hit my face, therefore: Insparation!
Hope you liked it!