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Nerezza Selve

01 Jun, 2014 06:21 PM
Down the stream, to the lake
Where the dragon lies in wait
Up the willow tree
Where the banshee sits 
Wide awake
You will see her dark eyes
Shining down through branches bare
The sun’s rays 
Never to touch her face.

Down the tree, up the stream,
Back home to me, my darling
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Tags: Banshee, Prophecy, Despair
Votes: 1