Found.

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  • Confusion
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  • Lost
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  • Dark Poetry
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  • Sadness

    Found.
    I have been so lost,
    Buried in my tears.
    I lost all I had,
    I only had my fears.

    I held on to everything,
    Like my last breath.
    I prayed to God,
    For my sudden death.

    I couldn't take it,
    I couldn't live.
    I couldn't hold on,
    I couldn't give.

    I have to go,
    My time is done.
    So I put my hand,
    On this gun.

    I always thought,
    I'd be unbound.
    Because being lost,
    Means being found.

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    koolmom0 commented on Found.

    12-04-2010

    A very sad and heart felt write honey yet it is written to well. A 10+ from me. Koolmom0
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    burnningman commented on Found.

    12-03-2010

    Good poem i have been there where this poem is talking about not a nice place to be
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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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