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A way to **** your soul? Allow it to believe it is half of a whole. Souls don't always belong to another; not a father, a mother, a friend or a brother. Some belong to silence. Some belong to alliance. Some **** greedily from the breast of violence. Souls like money, souls like trades. Souls like sunny, souls like rain. Souls pull on everything that may heal you, All while pushing away everything that may. They keep your wants and needs away, All while keeping your fears at bay. Souls like *** no matter the meaning; Contiguity feeds the soul that is leaning. Leaning into a vacuous space; Pursuing nothing in an infinite chase. No one is there, not a soul. Nothing is there to fill the hole. Dig and dig as deep as you crave; But there was never a soul to save.
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Jan 26, 2013
Jan 26, 2013 at 1:34 PM UTC
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A way to **** your soul? Allow it to believe it is half of a whole. Souls don't always belong to another; not a father, a mother, a friend or a brother. Some belong to silence. Some belong to alliance. Some **** greedily from the breast of violence. Souls like money, souls like trades. Souls like sunny, souls like rain. Souls pull on everything that may heal you, All while pushing away everything that may. They keep your wants and needs away, All while keeping your fears at bay. Souls like *** no matter the meaning; Contiguity feeds the soul that is leaning. Leaning into a vacuous space; Pursuing nothing in an infinite chase. No one is there, not a soul. Nothing is there to fill the hole. Dig and dig as deep as you crave; But there was never a soul to save.
haley-k-collins
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Jan 26, 2013
Jan 26, 2013 at 1:34 PM UTC
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