The Maiden

A Poem by Nathan

A maiden so fair in body, but not in soul

Wandering the forest so cold and old

Her white as snow

Her extravigant and loathed

Her soul cold and lost

unsure of itself just as the forest in which she wanders

Her mind wanting death but knowing its unatainable

Wandering the forest forever

Neverfinding the path in which she seeks

Her soul floats and waders the endless forest

Forever

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Added on May 9, 2009
Last Updated on December 29, 2009

I am 16 and I am currently a Junior in highschool. I am a very different as well I hoppe you enjoy my writings and comment. more..