Searching
lost inside a maze of fear
searching for all we hold dear
always searching, rarely finding
all we find is ever binding
in the end we find it all
our motivations cease to call
for we find all that we searched for
and we regret it forever more
Copyright © Syd Floyd | Year Posted 2010
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