Her True SelfA Poem by ErynneWritten at a time self reflection (in the midst of a depression) ... maybe someone can save you without you even know it... without even thinking its ever possibleshes souless so they say satanic denomic floating just simply floating from one day to the next empty sad thing is she didnt us to be this way concrete walls crumbling so steadily shes my saviour and she doesnt even know it her hands so jagged from piecing me back together again again again and again again again they say shes souless but her heart beats so steadily at times save? at last? © 2008 Erynne |
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