me lost

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    me lost
    take this sound
    this screeching noise
    that crashes through my head

    take this screaming
    creeping thing
    you left beneath my bed

    take the arms
    the steely snakes
    you wrapped around my chest

    take the tossing
    turning sea
    that steals away my rest

    give me back
    the one you stole
    the one who was real me

    and take this thing
    this broken thing
    that cannot even see

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    xxlheart commented on me lost

    06-01-2009

    you are such a beautiful soul miss janet. this is a beautiful poem written by somebody who shall do amazing things being who she now is. you never have to go backwards. you don't need a redo. the person you have become is adorable and precious and is loved always by God. The path you have traveled has been difficult but the rewards are coming dear. perfect poem!!!
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