I was willing to take a
step forward and fall in
the pits of darknessWere every inch and every
corner is covered in darkness.
He was my soul and my life.
But he choose, and he
choose wise on letting me
f l y.Havoc and blasphemy was
caused on every city.
On my house.And I let my soul free.
And consume myself in
misery up in the clouds.By: Paulina E. Mojica Narváez
June 27, 2014
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Three souls of mine
PoetrySo I'm basically writing this sort of poems based on my emotions and daily life. To help some of the readers understand what they are feeling. If any of you need advices or anything don't mind to ask.