Lost

by FigmentoDiaboli   Jan 30, 2012


2 kindred spirits
2 broken souls

we are the same
one more afraid
one more dark

but both of the same being
With the world on our shoulders
against all that is lost
we'll be hand in hand

being strong for the people among us
who never appreciate anything

They are the reason we cry
and they are the reason we sit in the dark
and we are but victims of their
never-ending onslaught.

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