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LostAndNotFound |
Sianara |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
Sianara
She said
As she walked out on me
See ya tomorroa
But you know she won’t be back `
So you sing a song or two,
Then watch a horror flick
All the while imaging the victim is her
Her pay back is coming, just wait ‘til it’s here
She’s gonna be sorry
For not letting you near
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LostAndNotFound |
Lost |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
Left alone, in this wild world
No one left for me
You’ve gone away and left me here
Alone without you near
You’ve been there so long
The longest by far
What will I do without you
No one left to guide me
Come back, come back
So painful when you’re far
My heart shall wait
‘til you’re here
to guide me through this mess
I missed you then, I miss you now
I long to hear your voice
Please tell me you’ll return to me
And help to show the way
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LostAndNotFound |
Words |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
I don’t know what to do
But if you’re rubber and I’m glue
I don’t know what to do, with all I’ve said to you
All the secrets, all the lies
All of my pathetic tries
To hide from you, all of me
All the parts I can’t let you see
The ugliness, the wretchedness
The wicked thoughts in me
I’m so unclean, and impure
Without anyone to sanitize
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LostAndNotFound |
My Prayer |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
Loving me
Following you
Is sometimes so hard to do
I want to be me
Pure as you see
But am unsure of who I am
I know I’m shy
I hide my cries
Of my anguish and the pain
Please help me cease
All my fight
And dance with you all night
I want to be, Father
As you wish
I want to follow your plan
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LostAndNotFound |
Pleading |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
I want to be loved
I want to be cared for
Patience is a virtue
How hard it is to remain true to you
I know you love me
For I am your own
But sometimes my vision is cloudy
Sometimes I feel the crowding
All the while, I am fighting
Just to see your face
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LostAndNotFound |
Surrender |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
Alone I wait
For Your embrace
To be held within Your arms
The roads not clear
From there to here
Which will lead me to You
I strain to see
Too hard I try
My life becomes a lie
Lord, please help me
To fine’ly see
Your way is Yours
And not of mine
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LostAndNotFound |
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
I look at myself
And all I can see
Are the imperfectabilities
The say I’m pretty
They say I’m nice
A girl mixed with sugar n’ spice
So why am I so alone?
Why can’t I find someone to love me?
I shouldn’t be blind, but now I can’t see
There’s so many people
Crowded around
Can’t they see me, spiraling down?
When I find myself
Will they come?
How long will it be, ‘til I’m done
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LostAndNotFound |
Falling |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
This life is a joke
It’s all a show
Put on an act
They’ll all come running
When you get tired,
Who’ll be around?
When you fall down,
I’d pick you up
For this they say –
I’m one in a million
So what I want to know is,
If I’m one in a million,
Who’s gonna pick me up,
If I fall down?
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LostAndNotFound |
Alone |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
All day
All night
Can’t this be right
To feel this way
Think this clear
Want you so damn near
I’m not afraid of dying, only of being alone
For when I’m alone, I remember things
Things that happened long ago
Things that are better off forgotten
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LostAndNotFound |
The Game |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
You make me feel so sexy
You make me feel so hot
That is when you’re not beside me
For I’ve hurt another, and now you’re shy
Playin’ the game
Doin’ things to me, on the sly
I can’t wait ‘til I can tell all my friends
Yet we’re not really together, you’re just playin’ the game
For we’re just players, playin’ the game
I hoppe I don’t get hurt,
I’m so naïve, you’re so not
You have the power, are you gonna use it?
Are you gonna be just another player, playin’ the game?
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Belonging |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
Each time we’re gone
We always come back
When is the time
Which we’ve left, to go on our own
We deserve this peace, we’ve worked so long
And we’ve become so tired upon this road
Looking for something, that’s just ours
A place to call our own
No one enters, unless invited
Shown the way, through the years of work
The years of time
It took,
To find something we each call “mine”
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LostAndNotFound |
The Mistaken |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
Being alone makes me sad
Makes me wish I would go mad
Then I could claim the imaginary for my friends
And never lose those that are special to me
Maybe if I were invisible, they’d hold me, in mistake
For they really meant to grab their teddy bear
But, at the feel, of my hair
The mistake is already there
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LostAndNotFound |
She Will Be Loved? |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
It maybe silly to have these dreams
But they are not really as they all seem
They are just the fantasies,
Of someone who needs love in their heart
And needs arms around them, when they go to sleep at night
Not the arms of a teddy, or a mannequin, but something that feels real love,
Something she knows that cares
She knows her friends love her, in their own way
But she needs something different, something to which she can relate
The pain she has felt, all these years
Waiting for that one who just so happens to have, sensitivity
And knowledge of her pain, all in one
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LostAndNotFound |
The Masked |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
I cry inside
Wanting someone to see
But how can they see, what is not really there?
If they look in my eyes, have I masked it that well?
Or do they just not dare to go deeper than the surface layer for fear of drowning?
Believe me, I know I’m complicated,
Impossible to understand
Is that why no one tries?
and is that why I cry?
I hate the feeling, of crying with others seeing
And it’s not just my makeup peeling
It has to do with the shame, in them knowing
This person’s alone, no one cares for her at all
So they pass their judgment, knowing before they actually see the inside, where all I am is me….
Someone I have not yet seen, but know that she must be good
Before looking at her sadness, look at her fears
All she knows is people, and all people know is hurt
So why should she go the distance to find,
Who she is, where she belongs,
When all people are is hurt
And all she knows is people
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LostAndNotFound |
Unicorns |
Wednesday, December 31, 1969 (19:33:24) |
Majestical, mythical beings
So graceful yet so unknowingly becoming
They prance like dancers amongst themselves
Never knowing, that they are watched as carefully
As the protect and watch their young
Being, dancing, tossing their mains into the wind like rice at a bride’s perfect wedding
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