I'm on my way out of this maze
No gold string for me to trace
This path is winding and long
I've been right and wrong
I've tripped and spilt blood
I've touched clouds and fallen on mud
Lost dreams and new stars
They say my voice is far
But I won't hold my tongue
I want to be forever young
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Epiphany
Poetry"Are you calling me a sinner?" Please don't use poems without permission. Ranked #174 in Poetry 061218 Images not marked do not belong to author.
