Forest of Tortured Souls
Make of it what you will. I'm also sorry to say that my internet is out and I will not write soon. Keep commenting old stories!
I walk through the forest of tortured souls knowing one day my near severed soul will join them. I mourn them and in return they welcome me with open arms. The souls of soldiers, of innocent children, linger noiselessly around. Hoping that one day a savior will show them the way to heaven. Trapped in the forest of tortured souls I linger waiting, lurking, linger, waiting for my time to come and join them.
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