I wonder if our souls had blood ,
what color it'd be ,
maybe black ?
or maybe so blue ?
Funny ,
there are so many hospitals ,
for our bodies ,
but no one talks about the cancers of our souls ;
as if they don't exist as predominantly as bodies ;
there might be no places for
souls to be healed ,
but diseases there are -
some curable ,
many incurable ...
but , there is one thing though ,
that exists so persistently in our society ,
of souls ;
and it is ,
suicide .
The death of souls .
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Poetry" where she is the queen " At this point, my words don't even mean anything, my lines are random, my meanings are all over the place, my endings are left in the middle. I've not the slightest idea if I can compose something coherent. It all feels li...
