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This poem is about how my life was before I meet Lynsey, who just lived just down the road |
| I was once perplexed in a mysterious place No emotion, expression, or visibility on my face In a winding maze leading to nowhere A destination not even in boundary Trying to cut through bars of foundry Delusions were the only choice The only sound was of own voice Is there light, an end, just suppose Something delicate so I can juxtapose The desire to escape from this But only falling in deeper abyss In a winding maze leading to nowhere Is there something to help me be found Something to lead me, turn me around There must be a key to unlock this maze My heart is lost and I’m in a daze There it is, the key, right in front of me A lady had the key, the riddle is she She was there the whole entire time There was nothing to be encoded or be rhymed She is the missing piece as I can tell No more pain or forlorn like of hell Elated am I, I have found my fate No regrets, complaints, nothing to debate |