L.O.S.T. #537
Loveour sacred treasurewithout we are lost lonely confusedshipwrecks prone to self abusetools pushing evil’s ruse wandering dark stark in park of foolsdragging long black bag ancestral refuse teased and tempted by booby trapsblind hell tourists hot cold feeling test no map alas our bruises become muscle massstrength through failure when owning pastblessed those who stay […]