I walk on the same deserted path
even when I knew there was no water apart
I walk through the hell
even when I knew there was none to rescue
I walked away from all the happiness
even when I knew I cannot handle it
it is just my wild soul
that goes untamed.
wandering in the wrong direction
stepping on everything with an intuition
unalarmed and unashamed of my beauty
with the fire in my eyes
tears all dried up
decked up with all my scars that became a beauty to my skin
enchanting the world with my charms
showing what a devil can be.
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Sin brings us down and that’s what you have actually described about the character you portrayed through this poem. Amazing as usual.
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Thnx a lot…glad you like my works
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