the fog moved in like a hound
the colossus
of darkness settles, he waits
there was no way to tell
how long he’d stay,
bodies fade into a gray
background, the fog seals
her senses, its a fog that clogged her throat
Secrets that don’t escape
she stood in silence
she waits
some demons can wait forever
to show themselves to you
This image was posted with permission from a forest photographer in the Netherlands on Instagram as ingebovens 🌲🌲🌲
the pretty poems 
That was eerie. I especially like the second part of it.
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You did?! ahh thank you for saying this i feel like i havent been able to write… thanks for being so encouraging!!
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Most definitely!!
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not only do you love fog, but your words are gorgeous.
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dawahh thank youu!
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