Samuel Flockhart

Rookie (26.06.1990)

Hail Master - Poem by Samuel Flockhart

Beneath darkened skies the daylight is dying
In the wide waste there is still a tree
And a man from the branches is hanging
Thirty silver pieces he was given for Thee

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Now i know what its like to be betrayed by a kiss.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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