Scattered Souls


Scattered Souls all around
Perfection is Lost
Human may Cost
Collected pearls, Wasted where
Will, for Lusts
Making the dust
Merely unknown
Those people gone, Why they shown
Scattered Souls all around

Growth of Truth
Shinned to spot, Race of Evil
Why not stop
Though Art of living
Nor can consider
Skating around the smell of life
Only can smell, Thy fragrance of deep impact
Thy immense all around
Scattered Soul

Leave thy sky
For thy moment, that will let suppose
Still the faded Colors
Waiting for these souls out of reach but though,
All around Scattered Souls…..

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