LostA Poem by LimitalityI have lost my wayI've lost my way, there's no telling if I will come back some day. Creativity is a mess, I am clearer less and less. When did every bright spark in my mind begin to dull? Not too far back there was a place there that seemed so full. I once wrote with such fire, such passion, deep desire. I feel at such despair, as if it isn't fair. To be ripped away from personal bliss, poetry is sweeter then a soft summer kiss. It will always be something that I will miss. © 2014 LimitalityAuthor's Note
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