Lost
Wandering through the forest,
I can no longer be found.
Standing amongst the trees,
I can no longer be destroyed.
Screaming into the distance,
I can no longer be heard.
Speaking to the birds and leaves,
I can no longer be understood
Copyright © Ashley Grigsby | Year Posted 2005
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