Feeling blue and grey,
lost in your eyes,
with no lamp to guide me out of this maze.
Here and there, I go,
With no destination in my heart,
But still stuck in your maze.
Time sprints past the time,
And my wounds are not healed though,
Your maze slivers are still wounding me.
Halsey
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PoetryFor the souls who are in search of life in writings and drown themselves in darkness. Just some of my random writings, in no particular genre or order... I do not authorise this book to be published anywhere but Wattpad. If this book is published o...
