I am fighting the inner self
i can only fell the smell of devils
I hold my breath
on the tip of my tongue
and pause its rhythm
out there in a grief
that causes my body to shiver
and shake abruptly
as my voice vanishes
like baby teeth.
I am fighting the inner self
with much sorrow and pain
i wish for a save
but what's coming is rain
GOD please listen
and help me
break these chains.
Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 3:16 PM UTC
I am fighting the inner self
i can only fell the smell of devils
I hold my breath
on the tip of my tongue
and pause its rhythm
out there in a grief
that causes my body to shiver
and shake abruptly
as my voice vanishes
like baby teeth.
I am fighting the inner self
with much sorrow and pain
i wish for a save
but what's coming is rain
GOD please listen
and help me
break these chains.
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