The souls that belittle you are the Devil, masking the reality of what’s
conspiring before your eyes. An inner emotional roller coaster, from
happy highs to six-feet-under sadness.
A personal note for the books: if the mess he picked up becomes
the breaking point in incomplete growth, what is his weakness?
Traveling the world, wondering if the death day should come
sooner, or when the heart wants to stop. Trying to figure out who’s
more of a butcher to his weak soul.
Perhaps his symphony can play one last time before the crowd
gives…
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