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Lost 6/8/02
Thoughts composed inside my mental cerebral dome
of lost little girls raised on mistrust,
lust,
and destructive disgust
as a forgotten lamb lost amongst the wolves.
No where to run,
no place to hide.
The double edge sword of life burning her soul from both ends.
Broken arrows piercing holy spirits.
Misguided by her genetic cycle.
Trapped in the meantime,
stuck in the basement amongst the dust,
spider-webs,
and cluttered things of no use.
Living in the past without knowing her history.
Repeating experience after experience
not realizing that her soul is steadily depleting
constantly weakening
her emotional strength.
Not understanding why she can't combine with that one special spirit.
Upon initial contact everything is fine,
but after the preliminaries are over
she's right back where she began.....
Lost!
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