Blood so cold like ice
A heartbeat so heavy like an anchor
A soul so deep the ocean envies it
A mind so dark, darkness itself fears it
A lifeless body meaningless wandering in a lively world
"Friends, this world is not your home..." says 1 Peter 2:11
If I kill myself can I still get into Heaven?...
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Everything I Never Said...
PoetryA collection of poems I have written that explain me...
