A mid-week poem ✨

She’s Lost by Zoë Allard

She’s lost, she won’t admit it

She hopes she’ll find her way

She wishes she could turn back time

She wished that they would stay.

She’s lost, she won’t admit it

She will refuse your hand

She won’t share her dark memories

She buries them in the sand

She’s lost, she won’t admit it

She can’t find the right way to go

She knows the time is coming when,

She’ll find love and then, she’ll know.

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