Tear these inhibitions from side to side.
O god there is nothing left but a naked soul to hide.
Such a pretty picture, a scar to paint.
The only lines left are worn and faint.
A soul left waiting for what could have been.
A heart still wanting of what lies within.
This soul is spread cold and thin.
O god there's nothing left worth salvaging.
Unfortunate fate, the guiding ring.
The bond, the trap, a new beginning.
Lost, found and withering.
This soul, this life with no meaning.
O god there's nothing left but wondering.
Written by Reavenheart
Published | Edited 10th Aug 2015
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