lost soul
walking along
a dark and lonely street
a little boy fell to my feet
crying with pain, his tears
fell like a soft summer rain
lost soul
so much hurt and dispair
he just gave a blank stair
his eyes filled with sadness
only reflecting his madness
lost soul
barely able to speek the little boy
just wiped his cheek
so broken and blue
his smile to be seen by few
lost soul
by david prewitt
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