MY SOUL
by Sarah Smith
I never saw it coming,
It hit without warning.
Why I didn't run...
I'll never know.
At first it felt warm and inviting,
But, now I only fear it.
I feel it dragging me under,
Like a warm ocean wave.
Then, wonderful and completing,
Now, dread filled and deadly.
Who cares where my body will land,
For my soul will never be free...
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