Changed My Mind
A Fallen Try
Shadowed Love
Not So Good
A Stranger in Me
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Lost
Why can't people see?
The things they say and do.
Talk about their willingness,
That's never being true.
There's lying in the streets,
Faking in the home.
Stuck within the emptiness,
Never more to roam.
Then we see each other,
As we truly are.
Sitting on a dusty shelf,
In a dirty jar.
Slowing disappearing,
Off this piece of sod.
Try to find peace of mind,
But feeling very odd.
So we wander down the road,
Cannot find the way.
Words a tangled mess we weave,
Lost in what to say,
Lost
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