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Jun 2014
What will I do this is such a mess,
A tangled web I'm lost in the stress.
A blurry vision I'm blind to see,
The life I was given the path that's for me.
A complex root there lies a cause,
My life's on hold a constant pause.
My mind must be still it has to be clear,
To look for the cause, get rid of the fear.
So I plead with you I surrender my soul,
I need a way out of this deep darkened hole.
I search for a sign just give me a clue,
I request some help on what I must do.
A wrenching ache there's a missing link,
A time for reflection where I must think.
The answer is there it's just lost in illusion,
I'll find it when I fight through the confusion.
laurie
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laurie  Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
(Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK)   
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