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Mirror Maze

Fragments of life
Pieces of pain
Are scattered in the doorways
Of my mind

Darkness looms
Night closes in
Despair, lonliness and fear
Surround me.

Voices scream
Run and hide from things unseen
Tormenting fears
Headless horsemen in the night

Someone help me
Fingers prying, darkness looming
Is there no escape?

Truth, lies, good, evil
Madness, aloness
Doorway to heaven
Pathway to hell
Show me how to choose

Freedom calls
I've heard His voice
But is it really true?
Trust, hope, love peace
Out of touch, out of reach.

And yet there stirs within
A still small voice
I've heard before
The One that calls my name.

Comfort, healing and sweet release
From the terror of the night
Can be mine
Just hold on and you will see
Reality again.

(c) Kay 2001




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