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My Soul is a Lock Without a Key

Alone I Am and Alone I Shall Be

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333. Random Thought #12

In depth and breadth the soul resides,

Within a bloody cell.

Etching secrets into skin;

For there’s no one else to tell.

A universe is trapped there,

Within a body’s walls;

And pain and joy are referenced,

From their calligraphic scrawls.

K. Aldaya, 2/23/16

Posted on March 20, 2016 by K. Ahset AldayaPosted in PoetryTagged alone, body is a prison, cell, lonely mind, lonely soul, no escape, poem, poetry, prisoner, secrets, soul, trapped. Leave a comment

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