Morsels of my Soul

My writings are the pieces of my inner soul, curbing to be extracted through my colourless ink. 

I write, without shame or without fear, bringing forth the pain held deep, held within.

The anguish beholds behind the dropping of tears, feelings gushing  forth to reach their escape. 

I write, the morsels that feed my soul, to place at bay the anguish, the musings I withhold. 

Sobia 

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