a poem of the missing
i write everything so this is no one elses i came up with on my own
posters,red block letters, people in tears
yes im missing i have walked away never to be found, black ropes bind me into the gray, mist wetting my skin keeping me to be found i wish every year every month every week every day hour minute and second that passes me by that there is somebody out there who searches looks and is determined to find me
posters,blue block letters, people smiling and crying
i have been found and now i hold hope for others whose faces are on posters MISSING on red letters
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ i wasn't missing but a dear friend of mines sister was for four years till they found her she was in the hospital for a week but now she is well and her captor is in jail serving for life
yes im missing i have walked away never to be found, black ropes bind me into the gray, mist wetting my skin keeping me to be found i wish every year every month every week every day hour minute and second that passes me by that there is somebody out there who searches looks and is determined to find me
posters,blue block letters, people smiling and crying
i have been found and now i hold hope for others whose faces are on posters MISSING on red letters
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ i wasn't missing but a dear friend of mines sister was for four years till they found her she was in the hospital for a week but now she is well and her captor is in jail serving for life
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