Imperfect

Long are the days, lost are the words
Vast is the maze, lines all were blurred
Heavy this price pays, mistakes have occurred
Blind was my gaze, faltered and uncured 
Hot is my blaze, lessons still are learned
Wishing for sunray’s, or confession preferred
Longing for praise, but only silence is heard

© Delia Ross. 2019

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