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engulfed by the branches,

these fingers clasp shut.

blotting out the sun.

with a whisper,

on the wind.

a breath of warning.

glass mirror water.

reflecting all you see.

the fallen swim beneath.

land full of old.

with steps untaken.

forever misplaced.

like another world,

where the dusk feeds.

devour everything.

filled with decay,

and acidic sweetness.

the odour of lions.

ancient breaths resonate.

the roots shuffle through the earth.

the paths connect, the soul fears death.

as the forest takes command of it.

the body of a titan.

with it’s fingers clasp shut.

denying the sun.

there is no warmth.

there is no reprieve.

this soil takes all that walk above.

screaming danger, as beauty breaks.

the hand of death crawls forward.

the air is stagnant.

filled with decay,

and acidic sweetness.

the odour of lions.