Lethal Blade
My mind is trapped within this maze,
forced to ponder bygone days,
wasting time on what is lost,
reliving paths long since crossed,
deep remorse for choices made,
guilt becomes a lethal blade.
Copyright © Danielle White | Year Posted 2010
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