Lost
looking back i see i never stopped to think of me,i was wrapped up in what could have been and what never was.
lost,and i want to succeed
no rescue, i can not breath
we belong to our own greed
An evening of disease
faith will never belong to me
take a walk through the weeds
in my heart.
lost,and want to be found
we belong to our pain
and this pain. i hope
you never breath.
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