Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin

The Branch

Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin


I wanted my life's work
To be like an ever-growing forest
So vast that you could lose your way in it

But this branch is all I have to show
It's withering and untended
There is nowhere it can take you that
You haven't been before

And you left it at your door.
Compositor: Morgan Caris

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