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Oct 2012
I’m lost
in the shadows of you.
With no one to guide me,
I stumble blindly.
There’s no helping hand
to pick me up when I fall.
Down the lonely roads
I carefully step forward,
hands out in front of me
as a source of security.
The darkness stretches further.
I’ll never make it out.
Leanna Taylor
Written by
Leanna Taylor  Maryland
(Maryland)   
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