Topic: Empty soul, empty shell | |
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I watch and see,
The mirror reflection of me. The man I came to be, The truth is pain to me The misery that lives So strong willfully. A damaged man I am, Broken spirited, An empty soul feels like a hollow Shell. I am worn down and Torn down. All the fragmented pieces Left of me can be swept away “Ash to dust” Broken, hurt but unharmed On the outside you can’t see. As well the inside of me, you can See so transparently. |
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