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Cold, Dark

The wind bites like wolf

I am lost in these woods

In the cold, in the dark

I can hear the wolves

In the distance hungry

I climbed the mountain to escape them

Now I’m weak and tired

I used to dream that I was being chased

Nightmares

Now this is real, won’t wake up

Survival seems hopeless

Do I give myself to the wolves?

They will kill me faster than the cold

Oh I miss my home

I miss my family

I have felt these feelings in those nightmares

Now this is real