Eons
~Eons~
Rip me open and try to find where I hide,this dimly little light of mine
My hidden heart and the darkness inside is all consuming this soul of mine.
I guarantee you’ll turn away
Or perhaps you’ll be the one who stays.
So many have claim they are not like before
And yet I am shackled behind a lock the door.
I am far from typical as you can see,
Not one person influences me.
I walk alone and always have,
Like a Constant perpetual sad.
eons of suffering I feel to my bones,
symbolically and systematically
walking alone. ~JAZ~
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