Oct 27, 2006 21:23
The woods aflame!
flailing, and running blindly;
burning cinders sticking to
clothes like leeches feasting.
I was so busy fleeing I failed
to see you fell
long ago. Finally
I found a way out,
but I exit the forest
alone
and burnt by ravenous flames
that weren't really there
at all.
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its gold
its fancy
fancy pants
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