In My Soul - Poetry -
For years, i carry my death..
Why are my words so poor,
Oh why is my eye so dead?
Why is my mind depleted
And life in such a way,
And you.. being the one
That makes it all so grey?
For years, i carry my death..
Why are my words so poor,
Oh why is my eye so dead?
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