Lost Belief

Posted on August 17, 2013

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Lost

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She lives in a world unmoving
as she awaits her destiny and fate
Nothing in her mind soothing
full of bitterness and hate

So many things happened of late
too much she dislikes
She often wonders on satisfaction to sate
and dreams others do chide

But fast is she losing her will
and all that she desired
She’s slowly walking out of kilt
everything dirty and mired

She thinks of wasted times
and those that put her down
She’s linked to the clock chimes
her aura gone bright to brown

Her lost belief she blames others
but herself mostly too
Too much wasted on blubbers
humanity she’s no faith in true

So off she goes down the street
swallowed by the fog and mist
Taken by the devil to meet
looking for elusive bliss

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Posted in: Poetry