#034

Wounded at the core,
Tears unseen, sadness channelling through,
The sweet caress of the soul,
Dark memories renewed,
Thoughful thoughts of evil,
Things I thought I had dropped,
Things I thought couldnt follow me,
Things that have ruined men,
The evil plan of the devil.

#daviskawalya..

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