Among The Woods. 

He found his way among the woods 

Nursing a million wounds

Crawling past the moon 

With the Stars his only Fortune.
In a cave he found  his shelter 

To fight the biting  winter 

A stone to slumber 

For his days were numbered​
 As the Dawn hit the dark cave

He dreamt of way being paved 

 Choked with sorrow and pain 

He mustered up for journey ahead 
All this a figment of the brain 

Held behind by prison chain 

For a crime he knew not 

Now a life he couldn’t​ live not 

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Author: kennie

mystic being !

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