Soul Poem by Sam McClainD
Soul
Forever do we think
We are balanced on the brink
Of complete and utter failure
How do you know we are?
And how do you know how far,
We really stray from our guiding star?
You try to find yourself,
When your heart's up on the shelf
So you never even had a chance to shine.
Some still like to hope,
Others laugh and joke
About the way your soul will cease to be
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