LostA Poem by Still HiddenWas lost then. Still lost now. Will I be lost forever?
It is very possible that in my desire for happiness,
I will lose sight of it altogether. Can you really search for an emotion to become real? There aren't any directions. No map. No guide. How will I ever find my way? Won't you take my hand? Show me the way? Oh. You don't know how to get there either? Maybe we can just look together. Maybe?
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StatsAuthorStill HiddenWestchester, NYAboutBeen through a lot. Have many words. Not sure what these words are worth. more..Writing
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