The winds of the woods
Brings me to a green
Damp grave
Here lies my cold
Body
Devoured by the earth
Eaten by the moss
Swarmed with bugs
Decay

On a cold night in October

At last
Back to where I came

It rolls in thick
Like a mask
I am there in soul
Body
Mind

An inescapable blanket
Silencing the forest

I am drawn to you
Cool mist

You pull me in
A cycle begins
I will never be found in the forest

My screams
A useless waste
Of waining
Energy
Beware of the confusion
Of the trees

It will lead you further
Further to your tomb
Careful
One day the mist

Will consume you too

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