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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hanging from a Blood Soaked Tree</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Hanging from a Blood Soaked Tree <br>By: Adam M. Snow </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One morn as under a great tree I lay, <br>Misery held me in its pain-filled sway. <br>I dreamt of a life where I wasn't numb, <br>Sleepwalking my way toward the dusk to come. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I felt sweat drops that I thought were rain, <br>And opening my eyes, saw a man hung in pain. <br>His feet were crossed and his arms stretched wide; <br>I could see no life in this man. Had he died? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Arose a voice from the blood soaked tree, <br>'I died for you so that you are free.' </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I sat there stunned in my ignorant sleep, <br>My curiosity teased by a tree that speaks. <br>I lingered in repose, knowing not what was said; <br>Clinging to the echoing voice in my head- </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'I did this for you.' <br>With eyes of blue- <br>He wept. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His head was pierced with thorns claw-like, <br>And each hand was nailed by a rusty spike. <br>He calls to me by my name, <br>I couldn't help it but show my shame. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Words arose from his lips, <br>As his blood still drips. <br>His voice so dear, <br>So pure, so clear; <br>Spoken once more- </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His voice was dear as it said to me, <br>'I died for you so that you are free.' </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There then rose a light, blinding as the morn; <br>'Fear not, ' he said 'For I am reborn' <br>'Behold, ' he said, 'My blood is made pure, <br>I am not dead, I am dying's cure! ' <br>His voice drew near, and whispered he: <br>'I died for you so that you are free.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Adam+M.+Snow">Adam M. Snow</a></strong></div>

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