February 10, 2019
The sky is like a crimson hue, and this soul is hurting deeply too. Like, broken shards of glass. Theses silent tears are of truth, They can't speak, or they will get shot with the bullet of the tongue. Theses thoughts are trying so hard to hold on. But, where and who can they rely on. They are broken behind a close door, cringed in the corner so deep, you can barely see them. Why is this pain so bad, and why does it hurt like shards of broken glass? This pain is only a lesson, to see if you can battle against your weakness. I shall run completely until this body goes numb. Shall I call out from a distance... I feel this blood has gone dry. I won't stay in a place where, people will emotionally attack me. So, here come the truth---I know it will always set me free. This is coming from a mind of Jealousy, and no its not mine you see. God has created his children and, some have dibble in evil force, taking blood from other sources, and talking bad against their own blood... divide and conquer you see. And they thought it wasn't going to get found out. But, it has gone on for far too long. So, now it's time to break down theses barriers, and finally reach out to the world. They said: Never said Never. But, sometimes it's okay to bend the rules you see, never stay where your heart is constantly getting broken. And you can't find the sources of relief. Come breathe in the perfect hue.
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