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My Burning Soul…

I finally learned how to fight…
Tired, fatigued, and endless holes in life,
I took off to look for a new light.
Holding on to bits and pieces of my body and soul,
I went to recreate a new person as whole.
With all the confusion in my mind bothering me,
I went to seek answers if I may not be right.
The scars on my body makes me feel as I am a failure,
My burning soul, whispering your name have made you a liar…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag