His meek heart is trying to hold his soul
The injured agonizing one has nowhere to go    
His talking seems pointless now
It stares at the words as though they were an echo
But his lonely heart has his only confidante in the soul,
In whom it shares and believes
So he coaxes it to keep away
And breathe freely.

Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life

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