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Apr 2016
I feel lost.
No matter how long I search,
I feel lost.
I've tried going to church,
I feel lost.
I never do anything right,
I feel lost.
I have trouble sleeping at night,
I feel lost.
But when I find myself with you,
I feel happy,
But you don't feel that way too.
I'm still working on this one a bit, not sure if I like the way it sounds yet.
Bridget A Brock
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Bridget A Brock  Chicago, Illinois
(Chicago, Illinois)   
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   ---, GaryFairy and Vanessa Gatley
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