Tag: Soul
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Itself
The mind.Captive to itself.Rebellion to itself. Destructive to itself. Hostage to itself. Painful to itself. You’re nothing to it.Nothing without it.Just a capsule. – Ruptes
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Prisoner of Mind
The living space. Of the living days. The willful praise. Of the willing reign.Reach out and conquer. Bring about your rage. Though in another world.This one is full of lies and pain. It is in it that we drown. What’s swimming to white rafts?Look outside the world of your mind.In it you’re a prisoner to […]
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Black
Color my soul black To show for all the pain Confusion, and messThere is no colors to show For life has stolen happiness It’s black like a ditch And when you reach in There’s only decomposed matter Do you not smell that color?The smell of rot taking control Only this I know How black is […]