Confusion
It's a blank page filled with lies
A door without a knob or handle
It's a feeling of despise
A flame growing on an unlit candle
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Of The Soul
PoetryCalamity, joy, anger, zeal... The list goes on. Connotations follow connotations. Emotions ever-changing and quite as diverse as the colours of our skin. For years thoughts fly through our head. Quotes, poetry and words that can colour in our world...
Confusion
Confusion
It's a blank page filled with lies
A door without a knob or handle
It's a feeling of despise
A flame growing on an unlit candle
