Lost Soul

Sat, 07/14/2018 - 03:47 -- Vxxilla

These thoughts that lingers in my head I cannot explain

 

Only These thoughts are encrypted by him himself

 

He who’s not powerful or mighty

 

But me who’s brittle and broken

 

Lets him slide through the crevices of my worn soul 

 

The winner is still unknown. -Vxxilla 

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