Twitching branches
Pale, ghostly arms
Sickly leaves unfurling
With blackened palms
Greedy and cruel
With clinging vines
Wicked whispers which
Corrode and undermine
Spiteful words
Birthed this jungle here
And so festering self-doubt
Leads to paralysing fear
The branches lock
Around their victim
Twitching delightfully
As he starts to listen
Wicked Branches


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