By:Azume
(this is a pre-write,I had this on my account on allpoetry.com)
Poor Lost Souls
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O,poor lost souls,
Why doust weep?
Are thou scared?
The living are here-
Praying for every one of you.
And keep sane,
As lost as now,
Soon ye will be found.
O,tattered and worn,
Comfort will be sworn-
From the kind hand laid down.
Taught by weakness,
And lost by saddness.
Thy hand still scared
From the untreasured lies.
Comfort was sworn-
By the kind hand laid down.
O,poor lost soulds,
Thoust scared and have wept;
Living souls are here-
To guide you out of all hell
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