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Jul 2020
I pace the shadows in this sleeping Jungle
Towers soaring high into an endless sky
They block off my view of the stars
and the moon only lingers faintly
Off away in the dark
a spotlight is seen
A desolate beacon to guide me the way
through these vines that hang
Holding me tight, a tug on my back
On my legs and arms
Passing light by light
until my one enters view
I unlock my tomb
the chambers I reside
and rest
I am home.
Home
Written by
Tiger Ayres  18/M/Bournemouth
(18/M/Bournemouth)   
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