Drudging along the cobbled trail
Dreaming of salvation, sans hope
Drenched in guilt, strides a soul frail
Driven by madness, it fails to cope.
Robbed by the most trusted
Ruthlessly stripped of a life golden
Resurrection dreams lay rusted
Remains, are memories of days olden.
Outweighing the pain within
Onward marched the distraught soul
Ousted by life, much to its chagrin
Oblivious, it lost all control.
Under a barren tree, it sought refuge
Unable to carry the gifts of deceit
Urged and prayed to the heaven huge
Unfazed, the soul waited for death’s treat.
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