Sublime wildflower.
My Soul.
Each time my voice box stretches.
Each time my stomach decides to make sounds like it’s angry.
Each time my heart beats twice as fast
Each time my blood moves at a rapid rate.
Each time my body body shakes, causing a tremor to my mind
Each time my soul screams
Each time the sounds passing through my ear,can’t be heard.
Is all the times I think about you.
How the sands of time fell each time I felt closer to you. Losing myself in, in someone who just was never there. My mind likes the thought of you, while my heart turns black at from hearing your name. My soul hates you since it has some of you in it.
Can I just have all the pieces of my soul back already?
You can have them back as soon as my heart heals for you.
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 2:49 PM UTC
Sublime wildflower.
My Soul.
Each time my voice box stretches.
Each time my stomach decides to make sounds like it’s angry.
Each time my heart beats twice as fast
Each time my blood moves at a rapid rate.
Each time my body body shakes, causing a tremor to my mind
Each time my soul screams
Each time the sounds passing through my ear,can’t be heard.
Is all the times I think about you.
How the sands of time fell each time I felt closer to you. Losing myself in, in someone who just was never there. My mind likes the thought of you, while my heart turns black at from hearing your name. My soul hates you since it has some of you in it.
Can I just have all the pieces of my soul back already?
You can have them back as soon as my heart heals for you.
My heart/soul devotes itself to you
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