Found.

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  • Confusion
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  • Lost
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  • Dark Poetry
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  • Sadness

    Found.
    I have been so lost,
    Buried in my tears.
    I lost all I had,
    I only had my fears.

    I held on to everything,
    Like my last breath.
    I prayed to God,
    For my sudden death.

    I couldn't take it,
    I couldn't live.
    I couldn't hold on,
    I couldn't give.

    I have to go,
    My time is done.
    So I put my hand,
    On this gun.

    I always thought,
    I'd be unbound.
    Because being lost,
    Means being found.

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    koolmom0 commented on Found.

    12-04-2010

    A very sad and heart felt write honey yet it is written to well. A 10+ from me. Koolmom0
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    burnningman commented on Found.

    12-03-2010

    Good poem i have been there where this poem is talking about not a nice place to be
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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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