Mutilated Soul

Blackmail without the force. Sweet talk with pain. Soul switcher. Where has the light gone and darkness come? Absolve me from my integrity. Cleanse me in inequities. Confounded. This world is so backwards. We whisper for justice, and harp on our self(I)shness. Ponder deep thinking and wallow in the superficial. We are a ravished being, primed by evolution. Backwards integrity, hallowed morals, and feather soft resolved. We have evolved into the caricature of a beings’ soul- existing never living. Squatting, hardly standing. Backwards. The DRAWBACKS of a mutilated soul.


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