They are coming...
tonight in the dark
they will cry out and bark
hunting down their mark
i shall need more than luck.
They are coming...
i can hear them breathing
behind the bushes, they are hiding
patiently they are waiting
for me to tire from running.
They are coming...
my heart races inside me
but still, i am trying to see
who hides behind that tree
and wondering, if he could see me.
They are coming...
i know i have no time
i have committed no crime
and i've yet to reach my prime
so i slowly start to climb.
They are coming...
so i sling back my bow
and up the tree i go
where i'll wait for tomorrow
till they chase me no more.
Photograph: Hiding in the Forest
by xWolfMasterx
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