kayla mcmillin

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Lost In Translation - Poem by kayla mcmillin

lost in translation,
to hang on my last thoughts
of a beating of such i cant remeber.
essentral value,
of what is so innocent
in a state of mind that words cannot discribe.
lost in my head,
with what has been done.
i cant be helped here,
because what was the begging
is now tha end,
and what was the end,
is now a revolution.
lost in translation,
of what cannot be found.
new incomings hide all that was
and presents a creation
of all that could be.
in all this time,
i wait for the presence of my mind,
i try and save myself room,
and get to the other side.
but in my head,
the snow covers up tracks
of what i started to begin,
and all ends as the wind
from the on going storm carries the sounds

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 5, 2008

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