A soul IN A BROKEN FLAME
It's a cold weather but I'm not feeling better My heart is weighed My body is wet with sweat like swab At night, I couldn't sleep I raised my eyes up to the end Tears of sorrow filled my eyes flowing down to my chest with no hands to wipe them all My heart is broken broken into pieces My saliva is sour like a lime juice with much sulfur I keep wandering if I will ever be normal by other side, I think to morning I will be no more Aumma' writes
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