April 9, 2010
By NATIVE BRONZE, Baltimore, Maryland
NATIVE BRONZE, Baltimore, Maryland
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Lost without hope and peace
out on this road with my only
two feet.

No where to go no where to hide
its just me,myself,and I no one presence has arrived.

the sun is beaming hot i can feel the fire inside my blood pumping my veins throb.

my head spinning my mind is inside I'm here lost and dazed how long can i survive till the last of my days that i am alive.

The author's comments:
when i wrote this poem it made me think about a person walking for miles in like a desert but there is no sign of people or life.

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