The Lost City


Welcome to the lost city, a gathering place for broken souls everyone is lonely here but that seems to be the path we were bound to go, but oh no, we will never let it show, ask us how we are doing and we will say we're good to go. And we doubt it, the fact that anyone will ever notice us in a room that's an absolute fact . So we kill ourselves with the misguided thought that u won't miss us after the fact. we are the lost city and we are starving for true love and attetion. So we date anyone,looking for smallest return of our affection. Welcome to the lost city we are drug and alcohol addicts silently crying out for intervention.yes we are the lost city and its dark here and we're drowning in our own pain. please share your ife jackets wth us before we die without hearing your saviors name.

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