Monday, March 2, 2009


I am lost
But I have found
That when you can't find your way
You look
You feel it all
Life takes on a new life
For when you feel you are found
You stop looking to see
And stop feeling
You become consumed with
What you feel is in your grasp
You're so numb with rambling thoughts
That what you hold becomes cold from
And if you are lucky
You will feel lost
    and you will then
Begin your search to live

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