You know you won’t save me
I am turmoil encapsulated in this body
The feelings I get never vanish
My thoughts keep getting stained with black…tarnished
Even though I want to change
I never will
Because I am a prisoner of my cynical brain
You swooped in
Expecting to counter-act my sin
But you ended up just being another failed attempt
To fix my shattered soul
That idea of "turmoil encapsulated" is intriguing...as is the attempt of someone else to calm the storm inside someone else.
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