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So Lost

So lost,
I don’t know what to do,
Or where to go.
I wander,
Brown eyes shining with unshed tears,
Holding back waterfalls of pain.
Like a scared deer,
I follow the trails,
Not really seeing where I’m going.
Stumbling over roots,
Falling onto the cold hard earth,
Branches raking against my exposed skin,
Drawing lines of crimson.
But what do I care?
I don’t feel any of it,
I hardly feel anything anymore.
I don’t know where to go,
I’m just wandering.
I’m so lost,
Please just come find me,
Come save me,
Please…





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