Living a life of betrayal and pain...
The soul of a mortal slain...
The eyes that see complete darkness...
The world itself consumed in blindness...
Watching, helpless as teardrops flow from these eyes...
All hopes being torn apart, no one hears these cries...
For help the lonely heart weeps...
Yet all the pain is what it keeps...
Alone, battered and bruised the soul be...
Suffering this world, that lonely soul is me...
1 comment:
nice.. just like that..
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