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Blood Leaves

by Phyllomedusa

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Blood Leaves 43:46
As I slit my throat I notice the pretty leaves beneath me Begin to change color Spring-ripen leaf You're not supposed to be red now What have I done? I feel more guilty about the blood-encrusted forest Than I do my own neck Though it is almost dark And then it will not matter Feeling lightheaded I lay down on the same path I wandered about to find the Phortect The blood puddle grows deeper, yet so does the guilt But I am close to death now Bye

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released June 3, 2013

sound by big frog
recorded at the Lilypad, MD

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