Tormented Souls
Tormented Souls, looking into their eyes you will actually see a million good-bye's.
Legs and hands no longer bound but brains in chains full of pain.
Able to hide from the world but not from the ones who come to know them well.
Some are able to free themselves, for a day, a week, even a month.
Tormented souls I'm sure you will encounter, love them, hold them but not to tight for they will take flight, and most of all hold them accountable, demand respect so that you don't end up like all the rest.
'Tormented souls, looking into their eyes and you will actually see a million good-bye's
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