Soul Session 2A Poem by CRZ
Feel like I'm trapped within my own thoughts. My dreams and aspirations are opening these rusting shackles upon my inner being. But then these doubts and tribulations bring these new titanium chains, it smells fresh and even stronger now.
I know I'll break them soon to see another come soon. Well I hope I'll be different by then. One corner is filled with light and the positives, the other one is dark and gloomy But I'm not in neither sides. Body is in the dead center. The physical is doing alright. It's the soul... you see the soul is a boomerang. Goes over there and makes its way back. See I'm just afraid that my boomerang will leave and never come back © 2013 CRZFeatured Review
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