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Poetry: Broken & lost

by Jade Gast

FOREVER GONE

Lost in a world so cold
Chronic weeping
Till I grow old;
Drawn into this putrid nightmare
Of decay and pain
Then that's when I realize
I have nothing to gain
What must I do?
To rid this image from my mind?
For I have changed
Into the demon I hold inside;
Manipulating all my thoughts
Into something they should never be;
Fear has now taken over my life
I will never be free;
The demonic creatures holding me tight
For I have sinned
till the morning light;
I shall then be bound
In the darkest of shadows
And never in my life
Will I be found

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