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My Guarding Gates
Within the depths of the forest
All the trees her guarding gates
She sits alone and aching
And in her darkness, waits
The sun, it tries to trickle in,
So the leaves will move their cover.
But every time she sees no light
She keeps praying for another
Her forest grows with sunshine
Yet it also grows with rain.
And with its leaves in constant motion,
The lack of light causes her to drain.
As each tree grows taller,
They send their vines tumbling down
Making it that much harder
For this girl to be found.

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I wrote this poem about being lost and alone, and right when something good happend something always ends up getting hurt.