Walking, Forever In The Fog
Tripping, Over All The Fallen Logs
Yelling, At The Top Of My Lungs
Searching, For Where I Have Begun
Surrounded, By Mysterious Eyes
Darkness, Started To Creep By
Passing, Tree After Tree
Thinking, What's Going To Happen To Me
Running, As Fast As I Can Go
Ducking, Under The Branches That Are Low
Morning, Arriving With Morning Frost
Realizing, I Am Lost
By: Scooby_Doo_Gurl
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