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Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run so we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
-"The Hanging tree", from "Mockingjay", third book of "the Hunger Games" trilogy by Suzanne Collins,
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run so we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
-"The Hanging tree", from "Mockingjay", third book of "the Hunger Games" trilogy by Suzanne Collins,
Drifting...
"I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane."- Modest Mouse, "the world at large"
I am going to vagabond... all my life.
That's the only way I imagine myself living it.
Light purple cumberbund
I've recently made a tumblr account, and I can personally assure you, if you didn't know already, that that thing is a black hole where time and troubles magically disappear. So excuse me deviantart lovelies if I am not here often. I'll mostly be here (http://brighteyedbeast.tumblr.com/), being unorginal, vapid, and annoyingly inconsistant.
Paris!
Leaving to Paris for a few days. I have an interview with an art school. Wish me luck!
Sun of sunday
Sunday. Lyin' on the floor, in the warmth of winter sunlight, covered in beautiful fabrics, listening to the music of our souls, my sister and I couldn't imagine having to leave each other. 3 minute songs lasted forever. We'll never leave each other.
But we'll have to.
I am leaving soon.
I am going off, claiming my independance. Into Life I am going to plunge.
I'll come back.
One day.
Under the sun.
© 2012 - 2024 LittleBlackBird79
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One of my favorite things in the book.
I like the eeriness.
But you should give Suzanne Collins credit for this.
I like the eeriness.
But you should give Suzanne Collins credit for this.