I am the lost, you are the found. If you dont believe me, look around. You have people, who let you be, whie I wish to escape from this fate that has been put upon me. But like death, it is inevitable.
Hiding my fears away from all, darken upon my world. Its like my life, just being swirled. My wish of becoming one, is so profound. For one day I hope, that I will once be found.
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Lost
PoetryPerry was lost, you could even say she was a lost girl. She grew up as an orphan, not being remembered by anyone, and felt as if she was invisible. she didn't know that anyone loved her, until she was found.
