LOST
LOST
You found me in a dump,
Sleeping on the floor,
And you gave me hope,
You gave me clothes,
You gave me a door I can walk through,
And say I am home,
With a face to appreciate and not dictate,
But never hesitate the fate you must face,
Life is hard,
Then it’s gone,
So don’t run,
And enjoy your loved ones.
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| Holy name | 0 | 07/04/2013 |
| Lust | 0 | 07/04/2013 |
| 35er | 0 | 07/04/2013 |
| HOT DAY | 1 | 06/02/2009 |
| UR NAME | 1 | 06/02/2009 |
| soon | 1 | 06/02/2009 |
| ONLY ME | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| LIFE | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
| LEARN | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
| FAR AWAY | 1 | 05/26/2009 |
| QUESTION | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
| STANDING | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| SUN | 1 | 05/22/2009 |
| DROWNING | 1 | 05/22/2009 |
| I | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| DEMONS | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| LOST N FOUND | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| GREEN | 1 | 05/22/2009 |
| FRIEND | 1 | 05/22/2009 |
| AROUND | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| ANGEL | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| THE ROSE RING | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| BIG DADDY | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| NAME | 1 | 05/22/2009 |
| ALL YOU | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| TO ME | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| GOLD | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| OLD DAYS | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| LEARN | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| WISH | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| LOST | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| DREAMS | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| A+J | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| WOMAN OF MY DREAM | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| TO GOD MY LIGHT | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| KISS | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| TIME | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
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