Death soon joined her on her magnificent journey.
Not the death of others, but her own ****** death.
Her body is still there but her heart and soul aren't.
They are missing along the treacherous path.
Amongst the demons and devils walking along.
They've played a clever game of hide and go seek.
As they hide her broken heart and freshly darkened soul,
One hiding in some foreign land underneath the ruins,
The other hiding within the body of an innocent man.
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 8:58 AM UTC
Death soon joined her on her magnificent journey.
Not the death of others, but her own ****** death.
Her body is still there but her heart and soul aren't.
They are missing along the treacherous path.
Amongst the demons and devils walking along.
They've played a clever game of hide and go seek.
As they hide her broken heart and freshly darkened soul,
One hiding in some foreign land underneath the ruins,
The other hiding within the body of an innocent man.
Not sure about this one. Feedback would be great guys.
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