The Soft Soul By: Bone Deep Darkness

Calm breezes of air,
The movement of time,
The beating of one's heart 💙,
The end to start,
Within quiet stares,
Whom who care,
A beauty,
Of true honesty,
That is reasonable to bare,
In honesty the whispers never lead to crime,
The soft soul,
As of the fowl of man,
The calm and stern of the damned.