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black soul

Lost hopes

Black soul
Passionatley black she is stained
Deep in the slums of terror you shall find her
She roams restlessly in a vessel, continuosly make raged tosses and turns. A black soul she is, black to a point of no return.

To her it is a wish to dream dreams untainted by the brutality of reality, however, her hopes to dream live no more.

She fears for her hopeless future, one scarvenged by the ruthless canines of perception.she knows no rest.a broken vessel is all that contains captures her in one piece. Although emmense desire to get a grip on freedom strikes her mercilessly, she still can not escape from her broken cell... she is a convicted black soul

Convicted by the fear of failure she bleeds out her emotions.severe anguish visits her heart at every moment. striving towards hope, she sinks in despair. She is not black out of choice, but out of circumstance. Begotten by a nucleus of unfathomable passions and potential.....she remains a black soul.

By:Ngakoana Keamogetswe Raletjena

The poem is only a reflection of how I feel at some point

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