soul searching


Searching for souls in a sea full of faces

And nobody knows where they hid all the traces

But hid them they did, and they did it too well

Cause now they can’t find them and living’s just hell

But hell, it’s just living, and you’ll do just fine

Cause soul’s just this thing that only you can define


About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

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