Come, take your seat among us, for I am Despair, and you must be Death. (Poem about today's prompt: lost and found. An experiment)
don't bother looking...its better this way...
Written by: @genevieve
© Genevieve Kubica
Watch out for the monsters in the dark. You won't find them under the bed, neither down the cellar
Black tears once caressed my face, until they were swept away by the stroke of your hand.
There is always someone, someone found, who will guide us when we are lost
She awakens a harmony I only though I knew.
For my ship is unloved and old
Unfit to contain the vast dream I hold
I am lost. and I will never be found
Slytherin rules... So does writing. "Not all who wander are lost" -Gandalf, Lord of the Rings
Life is cycles of lost and found. If you have more found, lost will find you. If you have most lost, you may be found. Get lost to be found!
//Home; I'll always find you//
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