Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

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A Poetic series. . With Every passing breath, I sink even deeper into a pool of my own darkness. . *Whispers*... Daha Fazla

Preface
Let's Begin -me
Conflict
Walking Dead
Terrace
Serial Lover
Transformation
Blessing Or Curse?
Reticent
Cryptid
Aqua Pura
Crepusculum
Cheap Thrills
Show Me
Sunburned
Society
Vox Populi
Perfectly perfect
Complexity
Prattle
Desirous
Disparaging
Delineate
Inebriaty
Symphony
Serial Killer
Prospective
Optimistic
Disposition
Dreams
Thunderstorm
Delirium
In all honesty
Self doubt
Debacle
Limitations
Absolution
Poison Pill
Inarticulate
Hero-ic
Thirst
Amulet
Reflection
The Fall
Deja vu
Kidnapped
Cold nights
Fear
Fiend
Un-Dead
Bask
Lies
My Demon
Dance
Retribution
Dystopia
Reprisal
Jimmy
Eviction
Reverie
Passion Pain
Shadows
Mumchance
Utopia
Metamorphosis
Awakening
Lost
Drifting
Distortion
Wall Frame
Abnegation
Optical Illusions
Fractal
Candy Crush
Butterfly effect
Stray
Frenzy
Befuddled
Astrometry
Separation
Panorama
Natal
Silence
Ecstasy
Inhuman
Irritable
Repine
Ripples
Ma Reine
Impassioned
Reserved
Valentine
Phantom Pain
Tombstone
P.T.O.
She
Traverse
Simple Joys
Ecstatic
Take Note
Book Review

Soul Reaper

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Death kiss, soul reaper
How much was the cost of your soul?
Indefinite description of desecration

Death kiss, soul reaper
How much was the cost of your soul?
Solitude in the fate of the unknown
Redemption at the cost of digression
I killed him - suicide
What you call irrelevance is the reaction of the motion that took place back in b.c.
Slit his wrist and feed him poison pill
Drown him in water and wait for his soul to take.

Death kiss, soul reaper
All this, I gave my soul at a cost of my incompetence.
I believed the sky was my limit and I belittled every thought of soaring against it.
The rain won't stop, droplets soak my wings; heavy, damp, I can't move.
I shouldn't have listened to the Death whispers
How did I sell my soul so cheap?
My answer wasn't letting my self free fall from the top
Even if I crash landed it would have been better than a free fall.
The battle wasn't between life or death,
It didn't have to be a choice.

Death kiss, soul reaper
I ask you again,
How much was the cost of your soul?

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