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Jul 2018
Lost is just a vage word to describe
Were we are right now
Cause being lost is not being able to find
Something you know it´s good for you
But where´s that for myself?

Where do I find what´s good for me when I cannot even get lost
Where´s me?
Myself?
My soul?
Will I die tomorrow?
Will I get old?

I cannot get lost in me....

How can I get lost in this world?

I cannot find myself in me....

HOW CAN I FIND MYSELF IN THIS WORLD?

The feeling of being dead it´s what I think being lost is
Because dying is not knowing what to expect after
And right now I don´t know what to expect

I hope someday I can be lost...
Written by
Death Horizon  19/M/Portugal
(19/M/Portugal)   
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     Geanna, --- and Rob Rutledge
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