The Fall?A Poem by Mirajane
I often associate Souls with color
And colors with the Mind They often intertwine A Soul can be the color of Green And yet the Mind the color of Crimson Violet How is this possible? Thoughts nurture Insecurities and Depression But the Soul thrives on Strength and Wisdom The Soul is what allows the body to interact It is what cloaks the brooding of blades, and pills, and misconstrued fervent letters Why must they be so conflicting towards each other? Why must they encourage The Cycle?
© 2014 MirajaneAuthor's Note
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Added on April 30, 2014 Last Updated on April 30, 2014 Author
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