Devils
By Isaac D
Published 25 June 2024
Running through my forest
Leaves brushing past my face don't hurt
Well I go by I see wood burning into charcoal
Now with trees burnt it's time to find a cave the only safe spot now
THE END
Published 25 June 2024
Running through my forest
Leaves brushing past my face don't hurt
Well I go by I see wood burning into charcoal
Now with trees burnt it's time to find a cave the only safe spot now
THE END