Someone sees me through the trees.
Duck, hide, and hold in a scream.
All of this, For Shame.
Searching on my own,
Wandering through the deep.
Aquanted with my presence,
Deer follow suit, red eyes flashing in the night.
Deeper I go,
Thicker the brush.
Have I gone too far?
Why am I running from my only hope?
Shame, Dirt on my knees.
Crestfallen and Crucified.
Something Dear to me Ripped from my body.
Bleeding, blurring the scene.
Search lights, No.
Flashlights, No ones looking for me,
But I am found.
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