"The unexpected"
My dreams are like blood in my veins flowing endlessly in search of a way out
I am restless daily, my body tingles as a bite of a soldier turning my body red and swollen .
wondering if Cutting my veins into
a home where dreams thrive would grant me repose.
I pierce my veins with a needle as sharp as the tip of love
and they burst out into reality of endless possibilities
it can be a surprise waiting to be unraveled with problems that can't be solved.
-soulpoet-
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THE COLLECTIONS OF SOULPOET
PoesiaThis actually isn't a book but a portal into the life of love, pain, regrets, joy, and other emotions of soul poet.This portal takes you to a world of poetry all written by a teenager whose life is defined by his poems. Hope when you get transported...
