fragment of a lifetime
Lost is what I am not.
I am ?
neither lost or found.
I am waiting in the box
of lost and found.
I am pick up,
when I am needed and put
back down when not needed.
This poem was written by Jason none on Sep 21, 2008.
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I like this :]
I can relate to it like crazzyyy.
think you sam