Lost and Found
Lost and Found
Many times in the starry sky I stare,
all I feel is shattered shards
as I reach for who I once was.
All in pieces throughout the endless night.
So many times in the ripples I stare,
All I see is distorted memories
as I swim into the nothingness that I am now.
Everything spread far throughout the infinite ocean.
Many times I have tried to reclaim,
What I took from myself.
But if i'm lost to myself how do I look
through the thousands of broken pieces inside?
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