Piercing the leaves in the air hitTwo sharp arrows from the mistInto my heart as the pain persists,In silence, I cried as the hope desist. Dark in the woods, seen an angelIn a hood, shining bright on the head,Had a crown of light, bright and roundThat hold my breath; I’m not yet dead. Soothing the… Read More »Predator in the dark woods

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