The claws of life, tears you apart.
Seeking the soul that keeps you living.
The body, tortured, does...
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The claws of life, tears you apart.
Seeking the soul that keeps you living.
The body, tortured, does not want to part.
And now even the shadow stops breathing
You feel like you are sick and ill.
Light as vaccuum you seem to collapse.
Life comes to a complete stand still.
Leaving you soul less like a corpse.
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thanks, for introducing me ... :)
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hey there..nice to see u here..do post some travelogues that u had written earlier..n cute little poems..keep writing n keep posting..
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