where do we draw the line between conquer and defeat
how do we tap into keeping the essence of our own soul
for sale or souled out
actions of another that we cannot control is the consequence of losing
Lost is the destination of the weary.
up is the equivalent of down and everything in between is nonexistent
fatally twisted in lies that we consume everyday
blood gushing insecurities
and through them all we find ourselves
seeping....
until there is nothing left
what is left but a soul lost?
-dedicated to AJF
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