Lost
I stray from the road
I’m meant to walk on.
My destiny seems so clouded,
My life seems to be a con.
The golden path fades,
Browning to dirt.
I’m no longer a pure person,
Wasting away like a flirt,
Who can save me?
Save me, from me?
Who can open the lock?
Who has the key?
Are you the one?
Peaceful dove?
Tending to me gently,
Are you the one,
My love?
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