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She runs through the
dark depths of the woods,
she doesn't know
what she runs from.

Is there something chasing her?

Is she afraid to be alone?

Is she running away
from life itself?

What is it she runs from?

She is lost,
she stops to look around.....
there's nothing,
but dead silence.

Where is she headed?

She doesn't know.

The mist settles in the
depths of darkness,
she hears noises.

Where are they coming from?

She looks....
but sees nothing.

She is lost to the night,
she runs,
there is nowhere to hide,
the darkness scares her.

There is no light
from the moon
to help guide her way,
the wind howls
through the trees.

She stops....
her heart beats
hard and fast.

As she looks around,
she realises she's lost....

Lost to the darkness
of the woods forever.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Apr.25/2004