i am like the elastic that holds your hair.
it will hurt when I break
but there are others you can use
(i am grateful for that)
self-destruction is like an explosion under the sea-
muffled, muzzled for the rest of the world.
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ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Soul's Voice
PoesíaThe soul wishes It vies for a world of Love, devoid of hatred, knowing full well that the wish may not come true. It wishes because it's the only thing it knows how to. And a soul's wish, a soul's voice Carries more power than the wor...
