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Kindred Souls

A short poem

By Mistar RamrossPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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kindred souls heads banged together till they injured skulls and the hindrance here has taken its toll and all this distance is digging my own hole my own ignorance is stopping me from being whole and so there is no difference in staying cold like I used to be but now I'm old truth be told I ain't never felt nobody care solitary looking round for someone there all on my jacks but I ain't scared, might not be fair but its all ways been the same, all I hear is air I guess I will never change so who's to blame probably me from the endless nights of no shame bare chatting shit with different heads it is no game them people I love I ain't mentioning no names the fact I don't tell them enough I'm so ashamed some of them I have never told in my chest it pains but I would sooner live a colder life than burn myself with flames

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