Rain's A Dukes Hobby - Death Apple

I feel them
I'll kill them
I'll pick up what's left
I see them
Beneath them
What stuck to them?
The tree
The apple
Rolling stops- abrupt
Look at me
Look around
And tell me-
What's left?
I'll see through the light and fall out
Of the line that they form to shut their eyes
The apple doesn't fall far from what you are
I'll see through the light before it dies

Written by:
Patriks Palsans

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