I, Saviour Of My Soul Poem by ritu gangele
I, Saviour Of My Soul
with every breath that slips,
i choke my throat,
there's lot to say and lot to do,
but words dont come out my mind,
something is wrong,
something is ruined,
but things dont get right,
things go wrong,
I, I being the saviour,
Saviour of my soul,
with every breath that slips,
I, I choke my throat.
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