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Lost

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By Corissa DucharmePublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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Lost
Photo by Cherry Laithang on Unsplash

What’s lost is the darkness,

lost to the ones that would hide in it.

Once is was beautiful.

They didn’t know what it kept.

They hid in plaid sight.

Open to the blade that cut you.

It cut you.

The turned away from it.

Happy to live.

Live in what they called freedom.

They look at you when you turn away.

Look with distain on all the things you could be

that they couldn’t.

They couldn’t see what was hidden in the dark

places.

The ones that are fading now,

into an obscurity that would be bought and sold.

What will you hold now.

The pain.

The irrelevance.

The ones that took you

and lied

and looked.

At the person they wanted you to be.

So they could push past you into a bank,

a stream of dollars and cents.

And what would they use it for.

….

What’s hidden and what will be forgotten.

Dropped. Shattered.

Tears,

for nothing.

It will all be lost to them.

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