A wounded soul laments a body clad in bones And a soul drowning in nothingness.
Illusions And all forms of lost feelings are swept away by the waves of desolation.
The passing of time erodes the desolation rooted in the wounded soul that gnaws at my blood.
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Wounded Soul
PoetryA poem about heartache and a wounded soul trying to rise from the depths of love, betrayal, strange dreams, and even spiritual matters. This wounded soul book is more precisely a scribble of thoughts from the author who has experienced a spiritual a...
