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Lost to the World
by Purry
Lost to the world
where comfort is no more
tension hums within a body
strung tight as a yo-yo
twined,
waiting for release
Lost to the world
innocence forgotten
butterflies splattered
on the windshield of yesterday
fluttering ceased
Lost to the world
a soul of optimistic hope
spilling blood until life
seeps below half,
happiness saddened
Lost to the world
a fool who believes
in the trust of others;
that forever exists
beyond the final cry
Lost to the world
guide to the sentinel,
sentinel to the guide