The road follow the moon as she walks
She is bathing in light as she keep on walking
A cap keep her safe, keep her eyes in disguise
Nothing can hurt her here in this depth
The trees hymning in the night of mystery
Her red lips moving without sound
Her hands touches the cold branches
Her hands so pale towards the black forest.
The wind gently sweeps through the forest
The branches cries out their pain
As the shadow of what once where her
slowly fades away to dust...
A human who were human no more...
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