~*Weird*~ OriginalExperience I went to explore by the riverside and through the trees I saw a place. I had found the gallows, and I shivered when was depicted the judge’s face. I imagined the sounds of a dying man as he hung until his death. Asking for forgiveness – perhaps, with that last slow breath? Or, might be a curse on those who put him in this place; could be the ones who betrayed him? or caught him at his rest? My imagination runs amok. The past is the past I say. So I’ll leave it for the ghosts of old and by the riverside I’ll stay. |