I am a forest
Lost inside myself
Searching for a sign
With skin like paper
Constantly getting cut
Broken pieces of glass
Scattered in the snow
The darkest darkness
Without the slightest hope
I am a forest
- Jazzy Smiles
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Sick and twisted poems
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