Challenge
Write a poem using your Prose username. I'll do one as an example.
Write a poem that uses/pertains to your prose username. Don't forget to tag me @chainedinshadow
Dark as a willow,
and as sticky as a smoker's lungs,
the darkness.
The darkness that sweeps over everything and makes it feel so depressing and scary.
But not for a tree, a single tree, standing in the middle of the world.
A tree that brings both lives, to man and animal.
Food to both animal and man.
And shelter for one and all who wishes for it.
A tree that sits as though it has a dark secret, but really it's only your deprived mind.
Because a tree that sits there in the day is simply a tree.
But when its dark, and the tree sits there we think,
"who's behind that tree? What's inside the tree? Who's going to attack me if I go towards that tree?"
Dark Willow a rebirth of an unimaginable deprived tree, one that helps all.
@chainedinshadow
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