Soul Checkmate
Recoil my life into an arm of abandoned thoughts.
Freedom comes to me and I am bound.
A struggle that is cast in every shadow,
projecting my soul on life
like a movie from long ago.
Living among the millions
and not a soul to be found.
Blood flows through me,
a temporary river of mortality,
rendering my human nature and releasing the notion
that there is little time to find love.
Alone in this revelation.
Alone on this Planet.
Freedom comes to me and I am bound.
A struggle that is cast in every shadow,
projecting my soul on life
like a movie from long ago.
Living among the millions
and not a soul to be found.
Blood flows through me,
a temporary river of mortality,
rendering my human nature and releasing the notion
that there is little time to find love.
Alone in this revelation.
Alone on this Planet.
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