Fabrics Of Ones Mind Poem by Scarlet .....

Fabrics Of Ones Mind

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selling your very soul
it’s the cost of the deeds
you do daily
your making your hell
your digging your grave
your words, your shovel
your actions, the dirt
burying you alive
your time has come
your deeds are done
your soul gone
time for the hell
that you created

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