The Soul Goes On
I guess that life shapes us, our bodies
minds and souls. We start of so fragile
but with thirsty minds that are ever growing.
Many things may happen as life can be so cruel,
we take the battering's some invisible and never
showing.
Yet we push on to reach our goals as we are
no ones fool. Our bodies can break and our minds
can make us sick, this life is but a journey it
shall take more to blacken our souls.
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