Who is wrong,
Who is right?
Who is to tell,
Who is to find?
Who is devil,
Who is devine?
How to judge,
How to define?
How do i adjoin
To become whole?
When all i see is,
Smoky face, and empty souls.
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.RHYTHM OF SOUL.
PoesíaYour words always don't speak what you wanna express Your expression not always supports you Your heart not always beats for you Your desire cannot always burn as fire Your soul is not gonna always be with you Even your shadow leaves you in dark t...
