How Raw Is My Soul?

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How Raw Is My Soul?

I feel a fire in my mind, that's so unkind, a burn in me, I can truthfullly say, who's really hearing you she say!?From a child to an adult, are you seeing all my faults? Deep down inside, I want to hide, I want to cry, a cry so hurt and tried, my guts are ripped from in and  outside!   How raw is my soul?, it's like raw like sugar cane and hot jalapeno' pain!

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

naynay7’s Poems (34)

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Agony 0
IF 0
My Joy! 0
ON AN ANGELS WINGS 0
I AM 0
Je t' adore! 0
Sensual Kiss 0
Damn! 0
Tortured Soul 0
WHY 2
Train Ride 0
One Last Time 0
POETRY 1
It's Been A Long Time 0
My Hunger 0
I See Heaven In Your Eyes 0
ONE LAST BOW 1
Hickory Dickory Dock 1
My Guitar 0
ChristmasTime 1
THANKSGIVING 0
FAITH 0
GOODBYE 1
FRIENDS 0
New Jersey Rap 2
Erotical Heat 0
HEAVEN 0
EROTICISM 1
I'M IN LOVE! 0
VOICES 2
GOD 1
HIM 0
How Raw Is My Soul? 1