I marked the tree which saved you.
But not like you marked the tree that day.
It's trunk stopped your momentum.
It's size caught your soul.
Alas, your new life began with that bark!
And Death was left behind as you walked away unscratched.
Bless these memories that haunt you.
These flashbacks will always remain.
For that tree gave you something, that you will never forget...
The chance to die another day.
But not like you marked the tree that day.
It's trunk stopped your momentum.
It's size caught your soul.
Alas, your new life began with that bark!
And Death was left behind as you walked away unscratched.
Bless these memories that haunt you.
These flashbacks will always remain.
For that tree gave you something, that you will never forget...
The chance to die another day.
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