Haze

My lifes a haze
My lifes a maze
Where I go where I walk I look lost.
Where I seek where I look.
From both ends, theres no hope.
I look, in to the haze, where I cant see the way.
The maze has no end.
I am lost and not to be found.




Poetry by Shawn Neeley
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Written on 2008-09-05 at 01:10

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