{"sf1_id":224325,"sf2_id":"dePO4KA1","title":"through the jungle (poem)","author":"Kael Falconvale","words":124,"posted_at":"2011-02-21T21:45:00.000Z","tags":["Clean","Death","Depressing","Depression","Dream","Gore","No-Yiff","Other","jungle","visions","voices"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/224325-through-the-jungle-poem","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dePO4KA1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/6c/23/6c230982-1566-4c8a-81e7-b21c1560322d","description":"","content":"through the jungle  \n  \nwe run through the jungle,  \nnever to know whats on our heels,  \nwe run through the trees.  \nnever looking back behind.  \nwe are found.. trapt.. like animals  \n  \nwe run trough the jungle,  \naway from the fire, and hail of bullets,  \nwe have strayed to far from home.  \naway from from the bloodshed,  \nwe lie crying in a ball.  \n  \nwe run through the jungle,  \ninto hell we dwell,  \nwe couldnt run fast enough,  \ninto hell we go,  \nwe are now home at last.  \n  \nwe run through the jungle.  \nalast home free,  \nwe ran to the end,  \nalast we are dead.  \n  \nwe ran through the jungle,  \nnow we lay in blood,  \nwe now are just one more corpse,  \nnow upon millions of others.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}