Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 128
Was All Your Love Worth It Or Not?

Listen to the staircase moving.
We know where you hide your demons.
Hear our darkness screaming.
We can hold you like no other human.

We writhe under our own pain.
Salt and cyanide in our opened wounds.
You can cry, but we can't hear.
Salty is the ocean of your life force, help us.

Crawling throughout the tunnels,
We hide from all of our demise, despise.
There's no love-loss between us,
We're all a perfect nation, we can hold you.

Don't love me like this again.
Try and you can see it's the end of us.
We see the way you turn,
Your head is always crooked, to me.

Can you climb the walls up high?
Can you hear us fight tonight, not right, fight!
We lose our souls to desecration.
The destination lies within you, we can hold you.


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