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Day: January 4, 2016

Lost in Trance

by kfaraweJanuary 4, 2016Poetry1 Comment on Lost in Trance
Lost in Trance

Living in the moment; 

Staring at you;

Short on words; 

I am captive. 

Oh release me!

I have places to be than in trance,

between lost and gold,

Without hope;

Stolen from myself,

Without a home;

Save me the love

not anymore is it gold

It is that which is old.

I am not your own.

I belong to no one​.

Tagged : gold / lost / love / poem / poetry / stolen / trance / unrequited love

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