Souls are as fragile
As people who have them,
And each ocnversation truns into
A dance on eggshells.
Souls are soft and flexible
And people forget their principles
And convictions
In life's fiction.
In a fight
For temporary delight
They cross their fingers
And a feeling of the surreal
Lingers in the air.
The truth is somewhere far.
The truth is out there.
Fragility of souls
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