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May 30, 2008

Lost

The winter wind blows
Amid the sleeping trees
They are keeping watch
I tremble with unease

They creep ever closer
I shudder with despair
They will come for me
Of this I am aware

They snarl in rabid hunger
With long pointed teeth
Avid eyes glowing red
Yearn to carry me beneath

I know I cannot run
I know I cannot hide
They will only catch me
And carry me inside

Willingly, I give myself
To those who will condemn
My soul forever lost
I now belong to them

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