SkepticismA Poem by IndaSkepticism
This body too death shall adorn, the soul from the flesh will be torn. Exiting gracefully- scorned, I wonder; will I meet the king of thorns?
Or is the void all that exist beyond what the heart cannot resist? Should I have listened to the priest? Or is this all there is? © 2013 Inda |
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