Lost

by sam   Feb 17, 2011


We try and try. To fight the tide. As we slowly die. Struggling for love. Friendship. Compassion. Faith Trying to find a way of escape in to Ecstasy but only numbing the pain of a lost soul. Leaving all behind. Losing air slowly fading away. In to the darkest of nights. Trying to find the light. Sinking in to the dark. Until theres not a fight left. Lost

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