Poem 4:Lost

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Once wondering lost,

    In a sea of faces.

Heart hardened walls up,

   Barren in their places.

With  no  gental touch

   No  meaning sighs.

Friends true enemies

  With soft spoken lies

Blindly tripping over the coblestones

   Without a token lore

My heart was crying  out

   But the abuse I asked for more.

From clouded  nightmares

   He's  reached into  my dreams

Mending past wounds

   Bindiing up  those bleeding seams.

Someone to have turned

  Someone to look  my way

Few doubts to linger

   But I'll continue to pray

To let him be the one

   To finally see this through

To the one who holds  my heart

   Those future dreams to come true!

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