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Im Gone
Life as a lonely lost poet bred from dark cracks Lost soul living plain and simple among the people black and white Drug along with alcoholic among us distracts Lost values and principles around one many continue to lack Everyday simple facts, its like breathing through plastic sacks Slowly suffercating until the brain goes wack Once death comes my way I must keep it part of my past Aint no way God going to bring my little brother back I guess its a curse upon all those of us living like outlaw of an outcast How the **** will I ever truly outlast until I heal and break out my cast God cant you see Im tired of wearing this permanent mask I know my poetry has hidden answers if I look and read closer so I shouldnt have to ask Staying lost is a choice in the open road with no gas So as a lost poet through hardships now and in the future I will outgrow it The devil trying to get my soul and behold it but I know only this one man controls it Its too priceless for even my own greed to have sold it So as a lost poet I will climber higher than high if not then right below it Found in a world of lies with few truths as but another lost poet
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