It's been a while since my soul has died,
All left, nothing alive.
They say I killed it with a knife,
But it certainly wanted to die.
The last time I saw it,
It was tiny, sad and definitely cried.
I failed it even I tried,
I killed and buried it deep inside.
It is just a matter of time,
One day it will find a worthy body,
And with happiness it surely will fly.


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