{"id":586,"date":"2014-06-16T18:45:29","date_gmt":"2014-06-16T18:45:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/?p=586"},"modified":"2023-11-07T19:33:45","modified_gmt":"2023-11-07T18:33:45","slug":"a-city-under-shadows-of-death","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/?p=586","title":{"rendered":"A City under Shadows of Death"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>So, this one didn&#8217;t win me the prize I sent it in for, I hope you still like it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">I used to live in a city under shadows of death\nIt used to be the home of my dreams\nA city built of bones and flesh\nA city whose song was made of our screams\n\nI used to love a girl under shadows of death\nShe used to be the love of my life\nA girl made of blood and hate\nA girl whose song was the blade of her knife\n\nWe used to dream of a future under shadows of death\nIt used to be the dream of a day\nA future dreamt of murder and blood\nA future whose song would be death and decay\n\n\nThe shadows of death took my girl for them\nAnd I buried my life with her\nAnd I buried my home with her\nIt burned before my eyes\u2018 stare\n\nShattered were our dreams\nAnd shattered was our love\nNo longer would her knife\u2018s blade fly\nShe\u2018d move no longer, gracious like the dove\n\nI learned hate for a city under shadows of death\nIt used to be the home of my dreams<\/pre>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-file\"><a id=\"wp-block-file--media-788b6714-d1b2-4426-a89d-a024bfff2074\" href=\"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/A-City-Under-Shadows-of-Death.pdf\">A City Under Shadows of Death<\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/A-City-Under-Shadows-of-Death.pdf\" class=\"wp-block-file__button wp-element-button\" download aria-describedby=\"wp-block-file--media-788b6714-d1b2-4426-a89d-a024bfff2074\">Herunterladen<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So, this one didn&#8217;t win me the prize I sent it in for, I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[19],"class_list":["post-586","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/586","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=586"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/586\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":996,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/586\/revisions\/996"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=586"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=586"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=586"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}