My old hope is lost. My a new one was found. For this girl that was brought up upon me. She made me foresee.
She made me foresee, why I was here. For all things must happen for a reason. My reason, was no treason. But it was to show me, that I shall be strong, and tough. But it will never, be enough.
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Lost
PoéziaPerry 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.
