Lost

April 18, 2008
By Hannah Givens, Calera, AL

All I know is that I'm lost
And maybe I always was
But lost together isn't lost alone...
Tears of flame turning to ice
Freezing a world made of fire.
We break through to the embers
And find only ashes.
We died, while I was asleep
And now I can't wake up.
The colors fade when you can't see them
And finally, all are grey.
I can't make myself cry anymore.


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