Lost There was something in the way it moved. How it set fire but never fell down. There was something in the way she lost herself, like the universe stole her stablity. She'd gasp when she felt buried beneath the buildings, she'd yell her name so the whole city would hear who she was becoming. She fled with intellectual heartache that threw her the strength to smile. She wanted nothing more than to forget and when she lost herself time after time... She laughed for the opprotunity to find herself once again. -madison straight
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