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Jun 27
Lost in a forest
And falling into a whirlpool.
Crestfallen into the deep
As all tension is dispelled
Into a fading mist.

I find myself lost
In a forest of beryl.
Glittering and glistening
Vibrating frequencies
They pierce my very being.

Lost in a forest
Snared by roots
Transfixed in place.
I begin to melt
Like the flame melts the candle.


I find myself lost
Fading into shadowless night
Lost in the forest
Lost in her eyes.
If you love someone, be sure to show them, and not just tell them.
Written by
James Cushman  31/M
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