Hail Master Poem by Samuel Flockhart
Hail Master
Rating: ★4.0
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
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: branches,silver,tree
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Now i know what its like to be betrayed by a kiss.
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