LostLost. In a sea of loneliness, I wander, seeing what I once knew. Wanting, needing, not having. I look and look, around and around, hoping to find, someday, that which I knew, and wish to know again. I know you’re there, somewhere, and I wander blindly, searching. Someday, I dream, I will know you, and you will know me. In this turning sea, where faces come and go, and all you know can change in an instant, I know you are there. Know that I will find you, I promise. Whoever you are, wherever you are, I will find you. Someday I will know you, and know happiness again. I may know you already, and you may know me, but someday, I will know yoLost
Hand of GodThe rain water streamed down his face, mixing with tears, as he knelt over her body. He'd loved her, loved her more than anything else, and now she was gone. Worse, she was killed by his own hands. What choice did he have, what were the alternatives? If only she had listened to him, took his advice, none of this would have had to happen. But it was too late now, nothing left but her corpse, a ruined vessel that once held a most beautiful soul.Hand of God
Suddenly he heard a slow clapping, "Good show, Dan, good show" he heard behind him. He jumped up and spun around, the bloody knife still clenched in his cold fist. In front of him stood a man, he
OutcastFrom place to place we come and go Through raging winds and blasting snow We seek a place to stay and rest We long only to be our bestOutcast
We never really settle down Upon our way, many do frown We're not what they want us to be We only wish to be set free
We are society's outcasts With blank futures and troubled pasts We wish to have some place to go We seek Wisdom, We seek to know
They do not wish to understand Their lives continue dull and bland Their ignorance, it gives them bliss But all lives secrets, they do miss
Stuff
Tired
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