Lost in the mists
Wandering through the mists of time you found me... but for a moment


Tuesday, January 21, 2003  

Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder
Why I feel so unknown

Sometimes I ponder
Why I feel so alone

Sometimes I doubt
That I am thinking straight

Sometimes I dream
That you were made for me

Sometimes...

posted by lost child | 4:17 AM


Sunday, January 19, 2003  

Missing You

Here
Now
Cosy at my home...
Having all that I could possibly want

And yet I feel empty
A hollow in me

The sound of your voice
The touch of your hand
The innocence of your smile
And the sparkle in your eyes

I need them
more and more
day by day

posted by lost child | 5:26 AM
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