Introduction to the LostA Poem by Ian LundinMy name is Ian. I am one of the lost.My name is Ian. And who's to say? Not me, no not today. I'll walk away. Because life's far too short to fall apart, and Love can end in the blink of an eye so protect your heart. This is who we are. We're all just humans and we're all a little marred. Sometimes we all feel useless and we all bear scars. They show us we're alive. They are ours, alone. When we're all alone, in the twilight hours, they're ours. They are ours. You have yours, I have mine. I've got these twilight hours if you've got the time. Show me that beautiful mind. © 2008 Ian Lundin |
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1 Review Added on May 8, 2008 Last Updated on May 9, 2008 AuthorIan LundinSouth Lake Tahoe, CAAboutWriting is like a one way window. You open the blinds but you still can't see out, even though the whole world can see in. It's the ideas that I can't yet express that drive me forward. Someday I hope.. more..Writing
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