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Forest Playground

Objective Rescue and Inspire

By MorbidVanilla Published 5 years ago 1 min read

My mind is a colorful prism

With places of dark silence

And visions beyond conception

Where beauty is touch itself

The forest is my playground

I am a flash of fire and lightning

As I rescue those in the dark

There is malefic forces a afoot

I hear them coming in the distance

However, they'll not catch me this time

We soar off to freedom in the night

Safe from the terrors of the crepuscular

On a dimly lit train

Swiftly moving through the valleys

A small luminescence emits from the doorway

Causing their hearts to fill with desire and aspiration

surreal poetry

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    Written by MorbidVanilla