Strange Souls
Strange souls...
Walking in desert,
Ur a water type,
U don have much,
Only moving in streams.
You always leave a sign,
That you were there,
And talk to the walker,
To carefully step on you....
Now you see direct lights,
U managed to overcome,
The fear of ur own shadow,
The strange look of ur eyes...
Am a writer of fictions,
Yet I found you illusionist,
Could not hold fantasy,
I knew there is a story here..
Come again stop tripping,
Stupid rat fighting hearts,
Ur made of strange souls,
You own unpredictable future.
They are close to your tales,
They fix your loop holes,
You expect alot from them,
You forgot the human nature.
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