The sadness is a state of soul
When she weeps like the guitar
Plucked by the nimble fingers of the fate
Unable to control emotion's boiling point
The soul in catharsis after going through
Greek tragedy 's finale ,crying ,sobbing
Purifying itself in the holy waters streaming monsoon
Finally ejecting grimy specks not letting her to breath
Fly soul ,fly....you now lighter then the feather
Unfurl the wings to the full span at last
And soar ,laughing with the angels
Your time has come to show what you really made of
by Margaret Gudkov
art by Elena Ray
+Muzammil Pasha +Thirty Seconds To Mars +Thomas Mulrooney +°•.¸ღılııllı► Meri Chahat ◄ıllıılıღ¸.•° +Matt Petronzio +Josh Smith +xi khan
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