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By Natalie Cribari
Trapped in a Maze
That starts with an end.
It seems that this lifestyle
Is becoming a trend.
Trapped in a fire
Where everyone burns.
Driving on a road
With nothing but turns.
Hoping and praying
That things come together.
Wishing for sunlight
But it’s always stormy weather.
A black and white rainbow
Dull as can be.
Why is it that nothing
Ever works out for me?