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Lost Cause
She was lost in the streetlight
Just another face drifting aimlessly
a voice would call her name
looking back, searching for a place to belong
it all fade away
A dream expired in smoke
a cry for help
she moves through the crowd
pressed on and on
For a moment her gaze catches
then she feels important
imprinted in someone's memory
only to tarnish around the edges
but she cannot give that up
Pleading for some existence
beyond her life
to be carried away
lingering like a whiff of perfume
Nothing but a reject
stained mascara
a twisted smile
someday she will make headlines
found dead in the street
7:02 AM - 3/21/2007 -
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