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[afi2_0]

A lost seed
~by Geoff Howell

I sit alone. Watch this place go by.
Drown myself, in my thoughts.
Immersing me in my dreams.
Creative thoughts of an end to this palce.
But I don't want to die. I don't want to live.
I just want to be content. Though its hard,
in this place. In this room. I drift along this path.
I thought I died that night. But instead,
I was brought to life. Awaking. In your arms.
Staring. In your eyes. Feeling your warm embrace.
I sit up. No longer alone. I feel as if I'm dreaming,
as though this weren't true. This time. We spend.
The stories, we share. The memories, will last a life.
I don't want this night to end. We hold hands. Locked as one.
I felt time fade away. I thought I died that night,
when we were pulled apart. Those tears spent.
Those painful cries. I never felt so alone.
I am. A lost seed, that's so alone. I don't want to live.
But I don't want to die. I just want to be found.
I am. A lost seed so alone. Please come back.
I want to wake in your arms again. Stare into your eyes.
I want to feel your warm embrace, one last time.
But I don't want to die.