Lost

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    Lost

    I am Lost,
    Just another face in a crowd.
    Serching for another way out.
    This abyss of people with no faces.
    Among all these races.

    Throw me a rope and dig me out.
    I ned a chance to stand out.
    All these voices surrounding me.
    Yet i cannot hear, nor can I see,
    Who is standing just next to me.

    Why can't they see im lost?
    Stuck in this abyss of nothing.
    I hope I can be something special...
    There is no ending to this Maze.
    Im stuck here in this Daze.

    So dig me out so I can be found.
    For i am lost.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

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

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