There was a girl who was lost. Not quite in the ordinary sense.
But far gone. Mind asunder.
Steadily she searched for direction
But null she'd find
Just walking
No hopes
No passion
Just the tireless motion
Of
Foot
After
Foot.
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Let It Burn
PoetryThis a compilation of poetry & of self it is about love, hope pain and all of those other complex emotions you cant describe but can feel.
