LostA Poem by E.J. Michalec
Lost in the map
Solid lines entangled I don't know the way But I know the destination No one to be my guide And not a lot of time All I can do is hope That I make it out alive © 2015 E.J. Michalec |
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1 Review Added on August 14, 2015 Last Updated on August 14, 2015 AuthorE.J. MichalecCleveland, OHAboutI'm Em. I'm 21. Poetry for me is a valve to release the multitude of pressures that come my way in life. This profile more or less has every piece I've written since I was as young as 13 and the art o.. more..Writing
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