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The wild eyed banshee

rushes at justice 

the pennies flicked onto the floor 

all thoughts frozen 

mid-air 

the daggers unsheathed 

And death a nagging constant 

an idea 

so close to death

the resurrection could not revive it 

it was a lie within a lie 

and there was no exception

only, it lived within a hairs breath

of unveiling the truth

slaughtered by slander

It found its way home

the apple placed firmly on the head 

and the arrow

split in-two