The tragically, troubling tale of a tortured soul
- Tevyn Gill
- Oct 30, 2017
- 1 min read
I am a troubled soul Who enjoys the dark And wears black clothes; A tortured soul Whose smile died, Confidence and charm Buried along with it; A tragic soul With a blank tombstone, Whose story never got told. So all they’ll ever know And all they’ll ever see Is the unfortunate travesty; The misconception of me.
– Gill.T
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