By R.e. Taylor
She didn't know where to
go
She had no one to talk to
And problems no one knew
of
All alone she wandered
the forest
Looking at the trees and
flowers
Thinking the entire time
What was she worth
Why didn't anyone care
A length of rope and a steady
branch
And she found the peace
she needed
A victim of her demons
A guest of the Aokigahara Forest
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