DEEP EMOTIONS

by darcy Lynn   Jul 8, 2006


LOST IS GRAY.....
IT SMELLS LIKE BURNING FIRE.
IT TASTE LIKE BLACK OLIVES LOST IN A SALAD BOWL.
IT SOUNDS LIKE A MOVING TRAIN, COMING RIGHT FOR YOU .
IT FEELS LIKE ENDLESS QUESTIONS, RUNNING THROUGH YOUR HEAD.
IT LOOKS LIKE PERSON IN A BLACK AND WHITE WORLD.
LOST IS FALLING OFF AN EDGE WITH NO ONE AT THE BOTTOM TO SAVE YOU!!!

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