Lost Poem by The Menace

Lost



South, East, West, North
begining with no end
water hot as lava
steam cold as ice
winter hot as summer
the sky is now the ground
money has no value
diamonds soft as cotton
the worlds no longer round
heart is in my head
brain is in my chest
I'm lost, no where to be found

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