Lost

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Lost

 

You have not seen what I have sat out in front of you.

Nor have you heard what it is that I have said.

For to much has happened, that I fear you are lost.

Confused and trapped in life’s confusions at your own cost.

How can I bring you back from a world that has made you forget precisely who you are?

Forgetting you are an Angel sent to search out his one and only star.

You strayed from your path, for a life that you Sault best.

In addition, learned that all you have done was lost, because you fell the test.

There is a battle of good and evil, which must be fault.

Moreover, using every weapon of goodness that you where taught.

However, if you should not listen and see not what path to take.

Then the memory of me is lost, cast out into the lake.

Yet if you remember, go out and tell.

Shout out to the world that God’s Angel Lovely did not fell.

Then I will know I tried my hardest and I did my best.

Now I can laid down to begin my rest.

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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