Hidden In the Soul
a wonderer hidden in thee a woe of no hope
only to call upon minds of those who provoke
Winter shall warm my mind only to provail
until i submit my mind on a pathlesst trail
a living sinkhole deep within a pitless pit
alone succured in a mist of lislistness
Oh! thou that crave a beam of light
only to be tormented by fitfull fright
curled in mind body and soul
can't turn back oh so old
told only the darkness within to shy away
so my soul can mend not driven away
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