I am in prisoned within myself.. I've no way out..
I must survive..To stay alive.. without a dought..
I pray this body will keep up with me..
with my desires to be..till death comes to set me free
That's what death's all about.. letting "ME" my spirits out.
from within this withering shell.. I know too well.
For once I am set free.. I will start a-new-
and I will live on... just like I do
Except.. I will be free..
but I'll be whole. not just a soul..
I will be me... for all eternity..
A spirit in reality,,
but till then I will remain..
all cramped up in living vains
and nourish on the blood within..
and to preserve this shell..I shall not sin..
.. a little longer I can stay...
hopefully safe...until that day.
I
Birth sign: Pisces
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