Black soul

Your soul has a color, 

Nobody has the same color, 

we’ve all experienced different things,

And only we know the color someone else radiates,

but we never notice our own light,

we try to mimic that light by mixing things that don’t belong in our souls,

And get something that’s too heavy and that is beyond our own.

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