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Lost
An abyss opens up before me:
Dark and black like my soul
Trapping me within its confines, though I try to flee
Tears flow from my face
I know for me,
There is no grace.
I know Saint Peter won't call my name:
Pain and hurt beyond compare,
For some reason I can't explain.
Blackness envelopes me,
Safety from a cruel, cruel world.
I can no longer see.
But I'm okay.
I no longer have to think,
I'm safe- from what they think and say
Life is a mystery
So is death:
All I can leave is a legacy; a part of history.
I am lost,
In a sea of ebony
But I'll see you again, when the stars cross.
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Inspired by this quote, and written by a fourteen year-old:
"All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost.
- J. R. R. Tolkien"