Does it feed on my soul?
Does it place fear in my soul?
Do I fear my soul?
Do I feed my soul?
Do I feel my soul?..................................................
The words are digging a tunnel
to the depth of my hurt soul
My heart has stopped its
beating only to give me
chance to breath free
from the troubles of
this bright world I
love so much but
hate deeply. I
stand alone
as I wished
to be.Yet
I stand
alone
as I
hate
to
be.
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