[Lotus - Soen🎶]
Our soul is the lock of a closed box.
I have feelings in that box.
My thoughts encapsulate my feelings in that box.
And that advantage of being soulless.
There is also him.
I can't explain him.
There are so many demons in my head.
Angel-faced beings next to me.
I have the spirit of God on my face.
Memories of dead babies in my hands.
Finish me, the reality of myself is not left.
My soul is vomiting blood.
My eyes silenced.
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