Soul Mates, Twin Flames and other Flames… for Evolving Souls.

Debris of my heart
are shattered over my soul
They are sharper than thorns
Furious than a sword
Ahhhh…
My soul is whining
It echoes like a howl
The bleeding never stop
blood fills my lungs
It’s getting harder to breathe
No life inside
But I won’t let you die
My own…
I won’t let you die

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