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My Labyrinth

 

My labyrinth is a place I cannot find.

Could it be a place deep inside my mind?

It twists and turns like a coiled snake.

But yet this place feel that itís so fake.

 

I wish I could find this place of mine,

That I cannot find in a straight line.

That labyrinth is just like a hard maze,

Which makes me feel that Iím in a daze.

 

At the end, my treasure will be there.

And it will be something that I care.

I wonder what this strange thing could be?

Is it something thatís apart of me?

 

By: Erin Grams