lostA Poem by joanofbooke
As I stand on the edge of eternity, the footfalls of destiny stretch before my feet. Until this point I was lost. I knew none and was invisible to the world unfolding around me. I was a wanderer, queen of the lost. Although the fairtales must mislead you, for I was not beautiful, I was an ugly creature locked inside of my past unable and unwilling to forgive. But now I was truely beautiful, I had forgiven and moved on. Now everything was a path carved just for me, and though it was simple, to me it was perfect . For so long I had nothing but now to have something to call mine, a destiny, a truth, a shred of hope for now I am no longer lost.
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3 Reviews Added on May 17, 2010 Last Updated on May 17, 2010 Authorjoanofbookesacramento, CAAboutgender: female, age:seventeen, i love to write and read its very hard for me to relate to others and to talk about my emotions so i use writing to tell people about how i feel. i try to put myself i.. more..Writing
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