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Lost

Sometimes I feel like I'm lost I'm as lost as a child in a supermarket I can scream and scream for my mother But she has found her car where she parked it The child and I are the same Except me? I'm lost in my mind We both can cry in a supermarket We have both been left behind I then see the child's mother Come running with her open arms The child has now been saved But I'm still falling apart I wish this feeling could stop This feeling of dread and pain And I know when I wake up tomorrow I'll have to go through it again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 8/2/2019 2:02:00 AM
A very sad plight, and memories do take such a long time to heal, if ever at all, Beautiful poem dear
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Date: 8/1/2019 9:38:00 PM
Your introspective poem makes insane amounts of sense to my mind.
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