The Nail
The nail
One point
One arrow
One strike
Blood spurts
Blood Flies
Blood cries
Two moments
Two holding outstretched hands
Two lonely lovers in strange lands
Veins cease to flow
Veins leaking into the earth
Veins grasping at all the possibilities
Three days
Three Crosses
Three lies
Life dances over the rainbow
Death creeps up from under earth
Three times I have recited dearth
A hunter with bow across this land
Seeking to pierce the very heart of eve
The ice cold winter stops him bold
Love died, is three times too old
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