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Written By: C. N. Young
To those who are lost...
To those who are lost.
To those who are broken to a frost.
To those who have forgotten the cost.
To those who shed blood.
I feel your pain. I breathe, live and eat it.
I share your misery.
I share your lost soul.
Sometimes you sribble up
like a lump of coal.
And in the core of your soul
is one big hole.
To those who are lost. To those who've
forgotten the cost.
So much sadness, so much pain.
But it shall not be in vain.
Yet the pain seems untamed.
And your tears always fall like flames.
I know what it's like to have a loneliness
that never ends
To feel pain everyday. To want
a way out. To want to die
Falling, falling, falling, that never seems to end.
To those who are lost.
To those who've forgotten the cost.
To forget to live is to become
non-existent. To death is to be reborn
To be lost is to be found
As to be found is to be anew
To those who mutilate themselves
you're only hurting yourself.
You're letting them win.
Show them that you can rise
above it all.
Show them that you won't continue
to fall. Show them that you'll
make the right call.
To those who remain in the shadows.
May light shine on you.
May your shadows become light.
And show that you have won the fight.
And things will soon be alright.
Those who are lost.
To those who've forgotten the cost.
May you remember the price.
And that you aren't alone
in your troubles. May you rise
from that constant fall.
Live again and don't forget the cost
for the cost
can be easily lost.
© C. N. Young 2005
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