Treasure Island

Mark Hopwood

(27th July 1974 / Liverpool)


If you lose your hope
Then you lose your mind
If you lose your guidance
You are truly blind.

If you lose your senses
You will not feel
If you lose your love
Only pain is real.

If you lose your heart
You will probably die
If you lose your smile
You can only cry.

If you lose your grasp
Everything will slip
If you are alone
You're a sunken, rusted ship.

Submitted: Saturday, July 16, 2011
Edited: Monday, July 18, 2011
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