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Lost


You know that feeling when life has lost its meaning

That leaves you reeling, Ya that one

The one where you lose sight of the purpose you were born with

You lose all hope and people you came with

Down the road and all the things they bestowed became overload

You find yourself trying to get back up, thinking you can make up

And get back all the things you gave up

You look down to the paper on your hand, wishing it was harry potter marauder map

To show you the way before you’re driving astray

From the place you call home and the people forgone

 

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