L O S T

LOST

Just calling is a moment I haven’t prepared for!
Falling is the way I’m cleared for!
Unbridled love I was here for
But you aint ever cared for ;
me

Stolen is the heart that loved you once
Broken is the mould that made you the one
Everytime we had fun
A piece of me went on the run; Because
you

Took something that I didn’t have to give
I needed my heart the rest of my life to live
Pocketed in the cusp of your token box
I am where you left me
lost.

© W O R D B E R R Y

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