November 24, 2010 - 1:48am — SentrySeb
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...Watch you burn.
There was something there,
In the forest,
Light as air,
Fast as wind,
And as gentle as I.
I gave up on love a long time ago,
For it was never right,
Never true,
And I was almost always used,
Defeated, I left that world for ones who liked it,
Pangs of fury and humbleness,
Entwined into one,
Slow, slow death,
I thought about what they said,
How they kept seeing,
How they kept going,
How they lived,
Died,
And never felt regret. This was my mission.
To never let you go,
To never let me go,
To never, ever let go of my forest.
