Aokigahara

A Poem by Kelly

Wandering through carved trunks, draped with knotted ropes...

Flowers rot near a tent of a soul that could not be saved.
I will find my place to rest. I will hang my body and let my soul be free.

Follow the caution tape.

Author's Note

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Added on January 25, 2013
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